Diva Disaster No. 2

I strapped a pad on and went about my day. Forgetting about the diva cup I flushed down the drain. The cramping ensued. And I popped Tylenol like they were skittles. Hoping the pain would ease. Jack made a few references to my debacle of the morning, and I did my best to ignore him. …

Black skies ahead

It’s a bad day. It’s coming up to the anniversary of the day I was to be due. I should be trying to plan a first birthday party, instead I’m standing in line at the till, reading Megan Markle is pregnant. With twins. Of course, right?! My mother phones me minutes later to tell me …

Dream, little one

She was beautiful. Her full head of black hair, and little button nose made my heart full. Her face still wrinkled, as I made sure she was completely wrapped in the hospital receiving blanket. I held her close, mesmerized by the love I felt. My baby. The rainbow I had wished for, for 2 years, …

Diva Disaster pt. 1

How many women use the Diva Cup? It seems like a wonderful invention. Pop it in and forget about it? Sign me up! I had heard amazing reviews online and from friends, so I took the plunge. $45 later and I was ready to start cycle day one. The good old curse never fails to …

The pain of being infertile

Sorry ladies and gents, I have been so involved in the day to day of life that I have not been giving my blog much attention. With Spring, it brings a whole new ‘honey to do’ list. As of late, I haven’t been focusing on my infertility as much. This month was a complete disaster, …