Alexandra Glossner

What if I fall? What if I don’t?

July 1st. I haven’t sat down to write since April 28th. We have had many big, life-changing decisions in the Glossner household since then. The last critical morphology we had in February (??? who knows anymore? what is time?) wasn’t…stellar. To say that we were defeated & disappointed would be the biggest understatement of theContinue reading “What if I fall? What if I don’t?”

Father’s Day

Father’s Day is a complicated day for me. It used to be a day where my family would be together and my dad would pick what he wanted for dinner; we would sit around and talk and laugh. It was a simple holiday, one that probably doesn’t get the same attention as Thanksgiving or Christmas;Continue reading “Father’s Day”

Dreaming with a Broken Heart

Oof, I know it’s been awhile, y’all. I’m sorry for that, but also not that sorry? I know that (to the right people) I never have to apologize. (Sidenote: if you are finding yourself in the constant need to apologize or explain yourself to “your“people, thems NOT your people, friendo. Cut ’em loose, & watchContinue reading “Dreaming with a Broken Heart”

Going our own way.

Just don’t forget about the rest of us, okay? The infertiles, the childless, the sad, the alone, the despaired, the…barely-able-to-keep-goings. Think about & include us every once in awhile. Even when it’s not “convenient.”

Lifting myself up off the floor.

“I’ve always been someone who shied away from something that I thought I would fail at because I didn’t want the humiliation of failing at something I tried at so I think that’s what this is and omg I’m just now realizing that.” The above comes from a text conversation that I had with oneContinue reading “Lifting myself up off the floor.”

“…no. not like that.”

Hi, all. I know that it’s been awhile, but I made a promise to myself that I wasn’t going to write/update on a personal level during the TWW (two week wait). And then, to be quite honest, I just really haven’t felt like writing. Over the last few weeks (nay: months/years) people have, in theirContinue reading ““…no. not like that.””

Hope for the hopeless.

*sigh* here we go again. This week, especially, I am forced to face the malleability of the human spirit. We hope & hope & hope almost against all conceivable odds. It’s mind-boggling how we just keep going. I chose to include the above picture from our family photos taken in 2019 because of the littleContinue reading “Hope for the hopeless.”

Oh, breathe, just breathe.

This week has been tough, to say the least. Though, to be honest, what week isn’t tough when you’re suffering through infertility? Especially infertility following loss? My husband & I didn’t get the news we wanted to when I took my HPT (home pregnancy test) after the TWW (two week wait). That’s two weeks postContinue reading “Oh, breathe, just breathe.”

My stupid mouth…

I would like to take a moment to address why I started this blog. It was obviously partly to navigate & work through our our trauma & struggle with trying to conceive. But, ultimately I wanted to create a safe space on the internet for people just like my husband Stephen & me. I can’tContinue reading “My stupid mouth…”

“auld lang syne” ~ “let’s drink to days gone by”

According to an article entitled What Does “Auld Lang Syne” Really Mean? by Brandon Specktor, (updated December 09, 2020 in Reader’s Digest) “auld lang syne” means: “old long since.” In layman’s, or current, terms we’d understand it to mean “days gone by.” It has, basically, turned from a 18th century poem to a New Year’sContinue reading ““auld lang syne” ~ “let’s drink to days gone by””