Monthly Archives: April 2011

Anxious pug.

Firstborn son

I’m entirely freaked out by the sperm decision. The donor decision: to know or not to know. I’m also partially freaked out by sperm in general. I was caught once by a friend describing certain qualities of sperm, to which she replied: “Aw, Buddy, you haven’t come in contact with sperm in a long time.” […]

It’s all basal, baby.

I bought a basal thermometer a few weeks back. It was the first, real assertive move I’d made towards pregnancy, and it cost me $9. I want to push an infant through my vagina hole about as much as I to peel off my toenails, but I want to be a mother. I want to […]