Category: Medical
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Cord Tissue Banking
Toby and I banked both Em and Elliot’s cord blood. We are very happy with this decision. I regularly receive letters from the organization we chose about medical breakthroughs and/or trials should one of our kids need the help. Thankfully, we haven’t had any medical issues with either of our boys. But you never know.…
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Were You Depressed During Pregnancy?
I’ve been hesitant to write about this because writing about it seems unfair, ungrateful and careless. It’s unfair to my unborn son and to all those who are pregnant or trying to get pregnant. It’s careless because certain thoughts don’t belong online. I know this. I am so aware of this. But I’m going against…
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Machetes.
I’m a worrier by nature. The female members of my family are Olympic gold medalists when it comes to worrying. There has always been a part of my brain hardwired for worry. I have always been a worrier. All my life, a worrier. But during my luteal phase, I hit the rock bottom of worry.…
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Down the Hills and Round the Bends
My kids have a lot of Thomas stuff. And over the years, people have commented about it. I always just shrug it off. At best, they’ll think my kids are lucky. At worst, they’ll assume my kids are spoiled brats with far too many Thomas trains. But there’s a story behind why we have so…
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The Lost Years: Living With Infertility.
I didn’t write about my infertility while it was happening and I wish I had because I know many of you could have helped me. Over the years, I’ve tried to go back and write about it, but that’s been difficult for me. Writing about it after the fact feels a bit disingenuous since I’m…
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What I Learned From Rolling Paper.
A little over a month ago, a Friday, I was sitting on the couch with Toby when I told him to turn the TV down. “It’s too loud. It’s going to wake up the kids.” “It’s at 13, Michele.” “Thirteen?!” I asked, shocked. “Are you kidding me?” “Nope.” Earlier that day, I’d been to the…
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Rate My Stitches! (Warning! Pictures.)
On Wednesday morning I cut myself doing the dishes. A glass exploded in my hand. I screamed a few obscenities (good thing Em was in school and Elliot doesn’t yet know much English) and then yelled for Toby. I have no clue what I would have done had he not been there. On most days,…
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The Seven Year Itch
(This might be the most boring post I’ve ever written. But I wanted to put it out there on the off chance another person is suffering as well.) I was 30 and living in San Francisco when I first wrote about it. I wrote about the razor rash on my legs. At the time I…
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House of Sickness
Forgive me for the lack of posts; it’s been a crazy couple of weeks. First, Elliot got sick. (It had nothing to do with a vaccine; he hasn’t yet received one.) He just came down with Em’s cold, as did I. But having a sick newborn sucks. There’s nothing you can do for them and…
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Pentacel Vaccine
Elliot had a well visit last week where I learned that in the last couple of years they’ve combined the DTaP, HIB, and Polio (IPV) vaccinations and created a vaccine called Pentacel. Basically, they’ve combined five vaccinations together, which is great! Now, babies need three shots instead of nine. I am very pro-vaccination. This isn’t about…
