I’ve written on this blog about some of the ways I didn’t get pregnant.
This week in Mutha Magazine, I’ve got an essay about how we did.
Here’s a teaser:
It had been nearly a year and we still weren’t pregnant…There had to be another way.
Kellie reminded me that there was. If we could find the right man, we could move this operation into our home. We wouldn’t pay doctors. I wouldn’t have to lie on the cold exam table every month; there would be no clamp, no stirrups. Somehow, my desperation gave way to optimism. Maybe he was out there.
You can click on the link to learn how Smoke and Stump came to be.
Truth be told, this essay is a highly condensed version of the full-length memoir I’m currently working on. For me it’s the story of how a single act of generosity has shifted my definition of family. Thanks for reading!
4 thoughts on “How we Made our Family (…with a little help from our friends)”
great story! almost a little teary eyed at how easy and kind things can be sometimes. xo
Yeah, when things go right it’s hard to imagine how they ever could have been so hard.
Congrats on the magazine piece! And i love this story and how you came to grow your family. Really felt it all is I read. Warmed my heart, Jenn!
Thank you, Diahann!