All day, all shit

Thanks to everyone who has reached out. I don’t really have much of a capacity to talk & frankly I don’t want to. We’re incredibly disappointed – understatement of the century – & feel let down by the universe & whatever else is up or out there. I believe in the Sun, moon, & starsContinue reading “All day, all shit”

This Could Be the End of Everything

Tuesday, September 7th. This could be the end of everything. Everything as we know it, that is. 38 months, collectively, of trying (& failing) to conceive. THIRTY. EIGHT. MONTHS. We tried for 9 months before finally getting pregnant. That miracle ended in miscarriage by our first appointment. When we were supposed to hear the heartbeat.Continue reading “This Could Be the End of Everything”

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”

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.”

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…”