Love is in the Air (or is it the in water?)

January 09, 2010

For the record, I am not trying to get pregnant. 4 years ago it was eating me up inside, but now I think I have come to terms with my infertility, thanks in large part to a very small boy, who is so cute it hurts a little.

I am, however, writing about infertility, and was looking for some weird tips and tricks people like to give you to get pregnant. I looked online for the Old Wives Health Almanac, but all I could find were tricks to planning the gender of the baby. Some of those are pretty whacked. But I couldn't find anything on actually getting pregnant.

I was thinking that was kind of weird, but maybe because medical science hasn't had any luck in the gender control area, herb lore and witch craft still holds the corner on the market. And maybe because modern medicine has been so successful at getting people pregnant all the old wives tales in that area have faded away. Who knows.

And you all are so nice. If there is anyone who is looking for just a little help in the getting pregnant area, you've come to the right place. Here you have access to lots of really great, supportive people, with lots of really helpful advice. So thanks.

But while we're on the subject, does it seem like this has been the Christmas for babies, or what? I don't know about you, but over here, there seems to be something in the water cuz babies are coming out of the woodwork! (And don't make fun of me. I know where babies come from.) Within the last month there have been babies poppin out of:

A friend who has been trying for 6 or 7 years to get pregnant again.

A friend who was surprised with baby number three, after being sure she was all done.

3 friends who have been married for years but are finally having their first. (They are friends, but I don't actually know whether the waiting was a choice or not. I always wondered, but never asked.)

My brother and his wife. Hooray!

My husband's cousin and his wife who have been trying to adopt for a while, and just brought home their first little girl from the hospital.

Not to mention all the babies born throughout the world that I don't know about, which has got to bring this number up to at least 10. That is a lot!

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  1. Your "I know where babies come from" made me laugh out loud.

    I'm sorry I couldn't come up with any old wives tales for you when you asked. I don't know any. All the pregnancy advice I could think of came from Homer Simpson, but I didn't think that's what you were looking for.

  2. Actually, I would be very interested in hearing what Homer has to say on the subject.

  3. I always wanted to write a book called "From Clomid to Lupron and Still In Love."

    After we'd been married a few years, we were starting to hit that other-people-notice-that-you-don't-have-kids-and-take-it-upon-themselves-to-offer-crazy-suggestions stage (which is about as pleasant as it is to say), our neighbor who we didn't know very well and who also happened to be married to a member of the bishopric brought over a "How To Plan Your Baby's Gender" book, complete with illustrations.

    More awkward than hiding it on our bookcase and hoping no one looked through our library was when we finally returned it to her. "So, did you like it?" "Um, no...thank you, but just NO."

    I hope you sample some of your writing here, and when your book gets published I'll definitely buy a copy.

  4. Ah Misty- I remember Lupron well. That stuff made me REALLY OFF emotionally and I'm a pretty even-keel person.

    I think a book on surviving IF is a GREAT idea. I made it through but whole chunks of my testimony didn't. Being childless in a church that is centered around children is pretty tough.

    And it HAS been a season of babies. My sister's college roomate (from 20 years ago) and her husband just got their first child after being married for 19 years! My nephew and his wife had a twin adoption fall through last Christmas but this Christmas were celebrating with their newly-adopted baby girl.

  5. Okay, so what are you writing for? A book? Another blog? Fill me in.

  6. [Apu and Manjula are in Apu's car; Apu is dressed in a letter jacket, Manjula as a cheerleader. Homer coaches them.]
    Homer: Now, this situation is guaranteed to end in pregnancy.
    Apu: I'm willing to play the high school jock but did you have to cut the roof off my car?
    Homer: Bup-bup-bup-bup! That's an Apu question, you're Greg.
    Apu: [reading from a script] Gee, Betsy, it's such a nice night. Why don't we go all the way?
    Manjula: [also reading] But Greg, my Dad will kill me! And, you have that scholarship to Ivy League State.
    Apu: Loosen up, baby. Tomorrow, I'm shipping off to Vietnam. [looks up] I thought I was going to Ivy League State.
    Homer: My mistake, stay in the moment.
    Manjula: Just don't forget me on your dinosaur bone-digging-up trip. [they kiss]
    Homer: And that's my cue to exit. [backs away]
    [Apu and Manjula keep kissing, as Homer's head peers over the side of the car]
    Apu: Homer!
    Homer: I just wanted to invite you to the wrap party. And that's my cue to exit. [backs away again; Apu and Manjula pick up where they left off]