As the news of our pregnancy was shared with our inner circle, I found myself repeating the phrase, “But it’s really early, so anything can happen,” over and over again. And while it is a scientifically true statement, it also, I realized, was largely due to the fact that I feel like this all came [...]
Today I ask you to raise a glass to celebrate the birth of the most perfect woman in the solar system we call home, Constance Miller. I toast her beauty, her brains, and the limitless joy she brings to the lives of everyone lucky enough to know her.
It is hard not being together on [...]
Friday’s transfer couldn’t have gone better. Or faster, for that matter. We were in and out in 40 minutes. Frankly, it took me longer to pick up a few things from Target yesterday than it did to defrost what could become our baby and give it a new womb home. We live in an awe-inspiring [...]
It is now less than 48 hours until we have our frozen embryo transfer and I can say with gusto that I’m still not nervous. Last time we did this we were coming off 2 years of trying to get pregnant. This time we’re coming off of the joys that are raising the coolest little [...]
Perhaps too much time has elapsed since Nola was but a wee embryo being transferred into Constance’s womb for our memories to accurately recollect the process verbatim, but holy crap there are a lot of drugs a woman has to take before and after this process begins.
I remember the first go-round, receiving the giant [...]
Our plan all along has been to transfer only one of the frozen embryos because we don’t want twins. As the date creeps nearer, however, we’re not sure what makes the most sense - in large part because none of it makes any sense whatsoever. The more one looks at success rates of defrosting embryos [...]
Conventional wisdom would lead one to believe that a mattress, in the hour of its demise, would go out with a whimper as opposed to a bang. In our home, however, our mattress went out in a blaze of glory (cue Bon Jovi). On Thursday it was fine (well, as fine as an 11-year-old mattress [...]
Since December 18th, the day of my 32nd birthday, Nola’s wake-up time has shifted from 5:50AM to the tender, forgiving, I-don’t-want-to-die hour of 7AM. This, of course, proves that the best present, the gift of time, cannot be bought in stores. Sleep, which is the one thing I wanted most, can’t go on a wishlist [...]
Nola understood the concept of Christmas about as well as Charlie Brown prior to Linus’ classic speech, but that didn’t make it any less perfect. In fact, this was one of the best holidays of my life. Snow began to fall on Christmas eve and didn’t stop until the number 26 had firmly replaced my [...]
Today marks the beginning of Constance’s 32nd year on this glorious planet and everyone who is lucky enough to know her knows how much better our world is with her in it. Perhaps the best part of getting older - or the best part of Constance getting older as it may be - is that [...]