My story, in brief: Stopped birth control June 2005. First pregnancy December 2005. First miscarriage January 2006. Since then, I have been pregnant six more times, all ending in miscarriage, except for my ectopic baby (referred to here as Cletus, as in Cletus the Fetus. He is the only one with a name because he was the only one we got to see even once on ultrasound. And he was in the wrong f-ing place). I have been diagnosed with a blood clotting disorder, but treatment for that has not thus far helped me to stay pregnant. I have just taken my last month of Clomid and am unsure what our next steps will be regarding ttc.
I get acupuncture, exercise a lot, eat organic and gluten free, cry a lot, laugh when I can, love on my dogs and cats, adore my hubby, read like a fiend, harbor dreams of actually finishing that novel I started writing, bandy sarcasm about like a weapon, dress like a femme fatale when I can so that I feel womanly despite my faulty parts, avoid pregnant women like the plague, and try not to wallow in self pity all of the time. That's me in a nutshell. (That was quite a sentence. Whew.) Thanks for visiting - please, leave a comment and introduce yourself. I love meeting new bloggers.
Side note: my internet service has been spotty at best due to weather issues (Iowa! In January!) so my commenting might be sporadic today. Please don't hate me :)