Tales from the waiting room. Off the ride, at least. Today is the end of a seven-week pregnancy. Today is the end of my only natural pregnancy where a heartbeat was seen. In a few hours I will take misoprostol in the hopes of passing this pregnancy on my own, without a surgical procedure. I take comfort in the plan. Begin spotting regularly now, mostly brown blood.

Trying to find the bright side while dealing with recurrent pregnancy loss. Bright Side Words to Live By. Sunday, April 13, 2014. Warning, rambling post ahead. broken brain, rusty blogger. Me Still breastfeeding at 16 months. Me Bed-sharing with the little bugger. Me Still not TTC-ing again after over a year.

A story of a 37 year old woman named Alex, working through the trials of infertility, and now raising a little Alex. Thursday, January 9, 2014. I feel very spoiled when thinking about my child care. I work about 20 hours per week from home, and have child care 45 hours per week. She went home for 1.

Embracing Mommyhood to the fullest after far too much loss. I sit here and type this as my little baby boy lies down next to me and coos. It seems right to end it here.

Sunday, June 30, 2013. Change of Address; or, A Long Awaited Farewell. Stop by and say hi! And thanks for reading.

EPBOT had a great post recently on unfriending on Facebook. Namely, people who tell people to unfriend them due to their beliefs.

A birthday, and a goodbye. My baby is one year old and my heart is full. A balloon of joy swells up in my chest and bursts. Not every so often, but constantly, always. I remember every aching minute. When I first discovered the world of infertility blogs, I fell .