Diary of an Infertile: I Wanted to Be Her…

I noticed her in front of me as I began putting my groceries into the car. She looked younger. Her hair was shinier. Her arms were more tone. The outfit she was wearing looked like something straight out of a magazine. I even noticed the vehicle she was driving; it is the same one I…

Today is Different

I know what today is…it’s Josiah Day.  But this morning I have traded in my party hat, noise maker, and baby back ribs in order to sit next to my Mamma’s hospital bedside so that I can stroke her hand, remind her of all the good times we have had together, and tell her how…

I Finally Made It

There I was in Wal-Mart dashing in between the aisles of shampoo and body wash, trying to avoid anyone I knew as I raced to “the aisle”.  Once I arrived, I made one quick glance to the left and then to the right, ensuring that the coast was clear.  With no one in sight, I…