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"I have the strangest thoughts in my head, maybe I should not write them down." -- Erlend Loe

Sep
26
2015

Watching Autumn Taking Over: North-South Lake Campground

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It looks like my plan to celebrate autumn is working. Normally, I try to never rush the time. If I want a moment to pass faster, I keep reminding myself that when it passes, the moment will never be back. It is only given once, and bad or good, it must be treasured. I have to elaborate a little here: Infertility does not have any “benefits”; but what it gives us is an opportunity to observe...
Sep
20
2015

Yaddo Gardens & Coxsackie: Catching Last Days of Summer

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Have you read The Secret Garden by F. H. Burnett? I have a classic philological memory, which basically means that I cannot remember titles of books, names of authors, and even what a book was exactly about. Often, I even forget that I read a certain book. Sometimes, I remember that there used to be a book that I really enjoyed. I manage to find that book with the help of Google, I re-read it, I...
Sep
18
2015

22 Weeks Pregnant: 'I Am Not Afraid, I Was Born to Do This.'

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I am 22 weeks and 1 day pregnant. I am trying to figure out how exactly I feel about it. I can easily describe my feelings up to this point: 4 weeks pregnant: The doctor called my husband and then Mike called me. I told Michael right away, I was not peeing on sticks anymore, as I was refusing to hear more bad news. Now he was going to be my filter. Unlike me who received a “no” at least fifty times,...
Sep
17
2015

New Year in September. Shanah Tovah!

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Rosh Hashanah... Last year, during the Rosh Hashanah service, it was the first time when I truly felt a “religious” feeling. It came to me so suddenly, too. I was standing there wondering if this is what God really wanted – all these people in one room, half praying, half sleeping, with little to no religious enthusiasm. (I often wonder about it at a synagogue. To bring myself back to the actual...
Sep
16
2015

Patience Is Bitter, but Its Fruit Is Sweet

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Некоторым людям хватает бутылки вина и одной бессонной ночи, чтобы зачать ребенка. Нам с Майком потребовалось почти пять лет. Бутылки вина вскоре сменились таблицами и подсчетами, потом таблетками, уколами, операциями… «Счастье нельзя купить!» радостно выкрикивали социальные сети, пестря яркими картинками счастливой мамы, окруженной детьми. Социальные сети не упоминают, сколько стоит ЭКО или суррогатная...