Everything But the Kitchen Sink

Everything But the Kitchen Sink

Warning: This post may be TMI for many readers. You may feel free to move on. For those still reading, I will try to be delicate. In truth, I was leaning toward not writing about this latest biological escapade, but the irony this week became just too much not to share. Yesterday was surreal. My doctor insisted on giving me a pregnancy test. “A positive pregnancy test is about as likely to happen today as the second coming,” I replied with something of a snort, even as I dutifully stepped into the restroom to provide…

Post-Traumatic Growth

Post-Traumatic Growth

  A recent conversation with Lisa Manterfield, a fellow blogger, validated the delicate balancing act required when writing about a topic that is deeply personal — one that has wide-ranging impact and carries the power to reshape our sense of identity and the way in which we grow and move forward in our lives. Lisa described watching a frog swim valiantly and hard across a pond before resting and regrouping, and how it gave it her pause to reflect on her own journey. Further complicating matters, we don’t uniformly move in the same direction at the same time. Each of us…

Seasons of Change … and Another Birthday

Seasons of Change … and Another Birthday

Seasons of Change. It’s fast approaching that time of year when I bid farewell to one age and greet another. As of June 12, I’ll formally turn (gasp) 48. I know, right? How did this happen? Ah well, it certainly beats the alternative. I’ve been trying my new age on for size the past couple of weeks. Not aloud, mind you. I’ve decided it’s cheeky and not 50.  That said, I’m going to own 48 and celebrate it — starting in New York. I’ll be speaking at a business conference,…

The New Normal

The New Normal

Fifteen years ago this weekend I packed up all my belongings, waved goodbye to Michigan and the life I knew, and headed west to San Jose, California. I was truly a stranger in a strange new land. I knew two people in the Bay area: my brother who lived an hour north in the East Bay, and a long-distance friend who also lived an hour from my new home. I didn’t know the lingo — Silicon Valley buzzwords and acronyms filled a notebook I kept to try to make sense…

And The Reader Survey Says: Hello! We’re Here…

And The Reader Survey Says: Hello! We’re Here…

As if to make my point, within days of posting a survey asking whether it might be time for a new general interest-like website not laced with constant references to parenting, The New York Times Magazine offered up a story about, yes, the Queen of the Mommy Bloggers. (Hasn’t the 15 minutes of fame for Mommy Bloggers come and gone, yet?) Meanwhile, over in celebrity land, People magazine covers since the beginning of the year have either included a picture of parents, parents and a baby or used the word…

You’re the Star of Your Own Life

You’re the Star of Your Own Life

What do you do with years of expectation about roles and identity? How do you turn off the tape in your head about what was supposed to be the rest of your life? Where do you find a new sense of purpose and meaning? Those are some of the big, huge, enormous questions that have been accumulating in my in-box the past few weeks. Pour a drink. Pass the Magic 8 Ball. In fact, I think a good-old fashioned sleepover might be needed. Join me as I mull over the…

Joseph Campbell Meets Anne of Green Gables

Joseph Campbell Meets Anne of Green Gables

Some weeks are routine and barely rate a mention. The people look the same. Conversations cover the usual territory. No insights … And then this week. It’s been positively trippy with insights and validations of our ‘truth.’ I’ve had a steady stream of conversations and emails — from Finland to Rhode Island to Southern California — prompting one revelation after another. I also had the pleasure of another face-to-face meeting with one of our sorority last night — all of which led me on a kaleidoscopic memory trip of my…

An Artist Shares Decades of Wisdom

An Artist Shares Decades of Wisdom

Editor’s Note: In the early weeks and months after stopping infertility treatments I craved access to happy and fulfilled women who had managed to survive the infertility experience.  I needed to hear from someone who could tell me that everything would be okay, someone with the wisdom and experience to know what I had lived with and through. Women like Rosie, who wrote the following guest post from an island in New Zealand. Kindred spirits like Rosie (and many others I’ve come to know) didn’t materialize right away so I…

Getting It Together Old School

Getting It Together Old School

Elizabeth Gilbert I am not. Envy about her best-seller status aside, there are other reasons to dwell on her this morning just as the sun is about to rise. Let’s start there. The sun is about to rise and I’m *not* consumed with angst. Breakfast with angst, for far too long, was part of my  regular routine … and I’m guessing for most of the women who have walked in my shoes … just as crying in the shower and laying awake at night consumed by what ifs and second guessing…

New Beginnings, New Adventures

New Beginnings, New Adventures

Welcome. Get comfortable. Take a look around. The first order of business: a name for this blog. Where Coming2Terms became an online refuge following failed fertility treatments and related losses (and a place to manage a complex transition from one sort of life to another), this blog will explore new beginnings. It seemed only natural to create a gathering place for women who share a unique bond and a desire to chart a new course. As we explore and embrace a life different than what we once envisioned, the blog categories…