Thanksgiving is fast approaching. While most consider offering thanks for traditional bounties, my contemplation turns to the flip side: giving thanks for things that, at least on their surface, hardly qualify for appreciation.
Ask yourself if what you're about to say will benefit anyone other than you, and if the answer is, "no," swallow those words and find a way to be as loving and harmless as possible. Do your best not to be horrible. That will make the world a much happier place.
Today, I know so many women and men who desperately want to experience that very same joy. In just a few short days, an embryo will be implanted within Tara's uterus, formed by a loving mother and father who are unable to create a baby without Tara's help. And so, for Tara, I have written this prayer.
We are all responsible for our own happiness, but we are our best selves when we are contributing to the happiness of others. Instead of investing in blame and criticism, spend time enjoying each other and being grateful for the love you share. Love creates life.
A surrogate should be supported, loved, and acknowledged for the job they are doing, the gift they are giving, the sacrifice they are making, and the risk they are taking. I can hardly think of a more innapropriate and unsupportive comment than what my friend received.
A recent study in the Journal of Women's Health revealed that young African-American women, ages 29-39, suffer the most complications from uterine fibroids. I can relate as I -- and so many other women I know -- have experienced health issues and lifestyle disruptions due to fibroid tumors.
A woman's ability to get pregnant begins to decline as early as her twenties and it gets more and more difficult with time. The earlier women become aware of this, the better their chances are of conceiving when they are ready.
The idea that it would be "normal" to have one's first child after the age of 30 would have seemed completely extraordinary to any past generation.
Walking into your specialist's office empowered with questions to ask is my first piece of advice -- and not necessary questions culled from random blogs or chat rooms that can sometimes heighten the hysteria surrounding infertility.
The powerful new statement affirms that toxic chemicals in the environment are harming our reproductive health. They are harming our fetuses and babies, and they are harming our health as women, men, mothers and fathers.
I refuse, like Aisha, to carry my childlessness in me like a shameful secret. I want to share my story and help others learn that they aren't alone.
Aisha did not have to share her story. She did not have to talk about the baby that did not happen. She won't join the ranks of celebrities in their 40s who beat the odds and "just got pregnant." She told her story.
Trying to conceive can be a journey fraught with angst and anxiety. Be ready to use all of your strength and wit. Read your bills, ask questions and stay informed.
There is a great deal of truth to the saying, "Be the change you want to see in the world." No one has any control over what may happen to us, but we can control what we choose to do next.
My husband recently wrote on Babble about our struggle with the news that we're expecting twins. His essay received a lot of comments -- mostly negative. While I share my husband's sentiments, I wanted to tell my own version of our experience.
More and more women are seeking refuge in the freezer. It's nice in the world of "Maybe someday. Just not now." But we all know that the respite from the biological clock is temporary.