That was my first thought when I opened my eyes in the recovery room. I feel so happy and blessed to be alive. I am safe at home and eager to catch up on the repro blogosphere and share some of my war aka hospital stories.
I am a thirty-something African American lesbian, queer, dyke with Caribbean roots in the hot pursuit of a pregnancy. I live with my partner, Nadia. About a year and a half ago the egg drop drama officially began. We had our very first visit with a reproductive endocrinologist, Dr. Feelgood. And now I am waiting a few months before I start my first IVF cycle.
This blog is about a woman who fell deeply in love with a woman eight years ago. It's about a feminist who never believed in tradition. It's about a child of immigrants who never believed in the American Dream. And it's about a daughter who never wanted to be a mother.
The Egg Drop Post chronicles how dreams are conceived with blood, sweat, and tears through the sands of time. This is my story but it could be your story too. Like the eggs in an hourglass, these are the days of our lives...