Sunday, October 4, 2009

little pink soldiers in my downstairs

i have a theory that relates to my infertility. it goes a little something like this...

i am convinced that past trauma coupled with my current work with victims of sexual assault creates the most hostile womb in the world for anything male. I think that when the doctors inseminate me with sperm, my body goes into attack mode and kills them all.

“put on your pink helmets, girls…. There is a whole school of perpetrators swimming this way!!! Kill them!!!”.


it sounds silly… but after 9 inseminations, I cant think of any other reason.


  1. i'm sorry you are having such a sad time. although, i really appreciate the creative way you approach it. your kid is going to be so lucky to have such a funny and creative mom. si se puede!

  2. This post totally made me laugh out loud... Thanks, I needed it!

    I am so sorry you are still going through this. Maintaining a sense of humor through this (when you can, and its not too raw) probably is a really good thing.

    Hang in

  3. I've often thought that Trina's eggs are lesbians. Two egg lovin' eggs floating around the honeymoon uterus snuggling up to each other without a care in the world then 2 weeks later everything ends. Typical lesbian relationship. I think the more fertility drugs we use the happier they are to ignore the sperm. Hell, this month if she's a super ovulator maybe there will be enough of them to start cheating on each other. Maybe THEN one with go back to the dark side and court a sperm for revenge! A girl can dream...

  4. This really does suck the life force doesn't it? I'm sorry.

    On a happier note, your pictures made me chuckle.

  5. UGH!

    Relating your infertility to your job-- jurl. I gotcha on that. I work in a funeral home. I am not even going to go on about my thoughts- as I am sure some would not find it interesting. Just know, I did a lot of blaming on my choice of career for changing my mind on TTC any longer then we did.

    It sucks.

    You will be a great mom. Your career isn't stopping it from happening, though- the little pink army dudes may be :)


  6. I'm sorry about this but appreciate how you expressed your frustration! We'll be in your town on the 27th-1st if you want to commiserate. My sister-in-law is entrusting us with her four daughters but they'll be at their schools all day and we'll probably just hang out at target or whatever it is you do in a town you know nothing about. huh, i'm going to google fc now in fact.

  7. Hi-

    I just wanted to check in on you. I'm not sure if you've given up the blog or if you're just taking a break. I hope you're holding up okay. Just know that your fellow Jersey girl is thinking of you, and I'm here if you need anything.

  8. This is ridiculous!!! There must be something we can do. For heaven's sake, they transplant hearts and lungs and all kinds of body parts today. So what's the problem, the womb??? Let's get one - I'd give you mine but it's gone - damn! Maybe we could borrow one, (don't laugh it's done all the time). Why can't we make a baby in a petri dish and then implant the little bugger - that would trick the little pink soldiers into thinking they'd done their job. A surrogate womb would reeeally fool them! I'm your mother and I don't want you to be sad. Besides you two would make awesome parents. So what's "our" next move...?