P.S. Your Mother Loves You

I had just stuffed my book into my back pocket and cellophane-wrapped the six remaining cookies onto the serving tray when a woman walked through door.
“Is the signing still going on?” she asked. She was older - probably inching closer to 60 by the day – and spoke as softly as she walked. Under her [...]

Women & Children First

Anyone in the Chicago area looking for a good time and some free cookies – cookies embedded with chocolate-covered marshmallows nonetheless – please come out to Women & Children First, 5233 N. Clark, for my first local book signing and reading for “Maybe Baby: An Infertile Love Story.”
It kicks off at 7:30PM and I’d [...]

Adults Say the Darndest Things

Let’s call her Rebecca Timmons. It’s a far cry from the sing-songy, small-town ring of her real name, but calling out former classmates on my blog isn’t something I’m in the practice of doing. Although I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a bit tempted …
I went to high school with Rebecca. We weren’t [...]

Video Blog #3 - Thanks, Teachers


A Queasy Man Urges You to ‘Check It Out!’

Nausea - it continues even after I caved and swallowed a few tablespoons of the pink stuff. Pepto Bismol did not solve my problems, as I suspected, yet it made Constance happy that I took her advice and, best of all, I lived to tell. But the queasiness consumes me still. So much so that [...]

Back to School = Books and Scholarships

Today marks the first day back to school in many communities, which makes it the perfect day to allow the mind to wander toward scholastic entities such as books and scholarships.
Constance and I will be waiting seven months more to celebrate the arrival of our babies, but today we’re celebrating the arrival of my first-born [...]

It’s an Infertile Book!

Being infertile, for me, has always been something a little less than personal. From the outset I’ve been open and honest about Constance and my situation because I didn’t want to allow myself to feel embarrassed. The weapon of choice against said embarrassment, for me, was to go public – to tell my friends, family, [...]