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Archive of the posts written by author : Robin Sease.

Scrambled

I have had no compulsion to write for years.  Some of that can be chalked up to the chaos that is life with as many overlapping spheres of interest as mine.  Some of it can be attributed to avoidance.  Some of it can…

Needles, Needles and More Needles

Well, well, well. It has been a mighty long time since I last reported. The last months have been full on many fronts but first and foremost are body art and fertility treatments. It seems I have become a human pin cushion. First,…

It’s a Boy!

Not ours, of course, but I have a new nephew, and Eliot has a new cousin. On that side of the family there are now three boys and three girls spanning a six year range. Everyday it looks more and more like Eliot…

Running on Empty

I donated blood last Tuesday. Somehow in the thick of it last year, between missy #2 and missy #3, I managed to donate 3 times. Donating 3 times in a year at the Blood Centers of the Pacific (BCP) earns you a personalized…

April Fools

Yet another large window has gone by since my last post, with much news to share. After the last described, failed round of IUI, we began a new regimen. This began with going on the pill for two weeks. Huh? You say? You’re…

Avoidance

I’ve been avoiding writing something here for a while now. I guess I thought that if I didn’t write, then there was a chance we’d get pregnant. It’s amazing how easy it is to walk that ridiculously thin line between skepticism/hopelessness and fantasy/hope.…

Slippery Slopes and Incredibly Bad Timing

So another cycle went by with a big old negative result on the inhumanely expensive early pregnancy tests. I can’t help but think that we’ve been plagued with horrible timing in our attempt to have this second child. We really didn’t have any…

Hormone Induced Amnesia

I can’t tell you how many things I’ve forgotten to do since we began this journey. As I was beginning to plan my son’s birthday party, I was jolted by the thought of the birthdays we had missed: three of Eliot’s first cousins;…

Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell

I did not truly appreciated the social awkwardness of attempting to get pregnant the first around. We just got pregnant and then held our tongues for a few weeks. We told our family after the first 8 week ultrasound (because it was conveniently…

The Reluctant Mom

I was what you might call a reluctant mom. In the Bay Area, it’s not remotely unusual to wait until your mid-30s to begin a family. Frankly, it’s often the norm. Between schooling, starting a career, a few years enjoying yourself in the…