Hi folks! As the first part of the post title makes clear, things around here have been crazy. Big shout outs to those of you who left comments on my last couple of posts, though, especially the ones who just found this blog. Jennphur, cdb, and SJH, welcome–sorry you wandered in right when my posting has slowed down due to the beginning of the semester, but hopefully my schedule will improve by the end of the month so that I can blog more. Meanwhile, good luck on the current IVF cycles, cdb and SJH–I hope they lead to healthy pregnancies and beautiful late 2008/early 2009 babies.

Apropos of that, it’s finally the week for G’s SA, this Wednesday (wow, time flies!). I’m going in for bloodwork as well. Should be an adventure. I will be SO glad finally to know just what is up with G’s sperm. Hopefully it’s perfectly normal, and we can go on to Clomid and IUI with no concerns. My guess is that if we do have male factor issues, depending on the problem, my doc might want us to skip to IVF–and that makes me more nervous, just because of the injections. I’m sure I can handle it, of course, but if I have a choice between a pill and a needle, I’d probably choose the pill in most cases. Well, we’ll see. I’ll certainly report back when we have some news (probably by Wednesday afternoon).

Unrelated to fertility, and related to part two of the post title, I do have a question for you all: what’s your take on Valentine’s Day? Personally, I’m torn. I know that it’s just a “Hallmark holiday,” and that it’s pretty much a completely arbitrary date that has nothing concrete to do with anything about “love.” And that it happens to be a convenient way to stimulate consumer spending in the dull period between the expensive winter holiday season and the spendy spring/summer months. But on the other hand, I sort of love the romance of a day about romance, and the one time that I was dating someone who was all invested in those external “romantic” signs (not G, alas), it was lots of fun to get dressed up and go out, be given fancy presents, and get treated like a princess for the evening.

At this point I guess I sort of split the difference. I got G a really nice card, which I plan to fill with nice sentiment, and if we don’t go out to dinner (we’re wait-listed for reservations at our current favorite restaurant, so it might not work out) I suppose we’ll have a nice dinner at home, or perhaps do something more fun than romantic, like go see Jumper. But I’m not expecting lavish gifts–I told G, yes please to flowers or candy or something simple–and I’m figuring it ultimately won’t be that big of a deal.What about you? Big lovey-dovey plans? Or do you scoff at such silliness? 



July 12, 2007

As we get closer and closer to leaving for vacation my blogging time dwindles, so I thought I’d slip in a quick post tonight while I have a few minutes. Of course, my wireless network is being cantankerous right now, but I’ve managed to jerry-rig something workable for the moment.

So, first things first–today I feel like a “real” blogger, now that a few readers that have no prior connection to me have stopped by and left comments. Special shouts out to MN, Princess Peach (congrats on your news!) and the esteemed Mel, whose Choose-Your-Own-Blog-Adventure post brought me out of lurkdom. Thanks for reading my ramblings–I hope you’ll keep stopping by. Of course, this is just as true for those of you all reading who DO happen already to know me! I really appreciate all of your feedback, comments, and support.

Okay, running out of the door. Upcoming post: black infertility and silence, or, “Why I Can’t Talk to the One or Two Other Black Women I Do Know with Fertility Issues for Fear of Saying the Wrong Thing.”