When I texted my best friend the picture of the hatching blastocyst we transferred today, she wrote back, “Omg!!! What is that??? Lol.” It is funny-looking, like the misshapen jellyfish that wash up on shore in August, almost alien, sparkling in the summer sun like liquid stars. That’s just exactly the time this little fish […]

Hope, That Sneaky Bitch

I vowed to remain a realist, to live within the knowledge that my fate rests on odds akin to the flip of a coin, to relegate optimism to its cautious corner of possible versus probable, yet she slides in like morning sun seeping through a crack in the drapes when you’re burrowing in the cover […]