Today I came to work dressed like Andre Agassi. Well, kind of. I was told I had to come in costume and, frankly, costuming is not my thing. Panic attacks ensue when I have to figure out something clever to adorn for the one day of the year I’m expected to look like an idiot. [...]
Since the inception of our conception talk, a few things always have been certainties. When our baby is born and still is in the room with us, I’m going to write an identifying statement on the bottom of its foot before they take it anywhere. When my sister, Angie, was born, the doctors took her [...]
A dear friend of mine has fallen quite ill and, for as strong and educated as she has become over the past seven days, she is more vulnerable, scared and wavering than ever. I can hear the trappings in her voice, in the pausing “um” that now quivers with frequency where it once stood confident [...]
“What’s ‘mred?’ I don’t know that word?” Constance asked, pointing at two-down on the crossword puzzle.
“Uh - that’s Mr. Ed,” I said. Our unified laughter and the continuous huff and puff of the office printer were the only noises in the OB/GYN office as we waited for our 5:15 appointment to begin. Week 15; a [...]
For the first time in 34 hours I’m not in my bed, but instead at the office trying to sort through the 279 emails I received overnight that weren’t spam. Yesterday I was buried in bed all day and I plan on returning to that state as soon as possible. I’m a predictable guy on [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
Our baby is now the size of medium shrimp and, if said baby is a girl, she already has more than 2 million eggs in her ovaries. If she’s anything like her mom and dad, she should guard those suckers like bricks of plutonium-wrapped gold – they will come in very handy one day. All [...]