Hi, Science, I like your syringe.

Yesterday I was talking to someone about how we are on the IVF path now after having tried many alternative treatments.  This person, being very much into alternative treatments, encouraged me to keep on the holistic path.  She was very positive about it and when we parted ways I felt renewed, like I could keep trying.

I came home, removed a wooden carving that I felt might be sending out negative vibes, set the herbal supplements on the kitchen counter, and starred the dates on my calendar for the days when I would force my husband to have sex no matter how tired he might be.

Later that night I realized that, once again, I was bamboozled into taking advice from a woman who could just look at her husband and get pregnant.  A woman who has no idea what we've been through.  

I want to be one of those women who lie on their back, snap their fingers and get knocked up.  And you know what?  That will happen.  It will happen when I lie on my back, feet in the stirrups and have a syringe inserted through my cervix and a embryo placed in my uterus. 

I'm tossing out all those supplements and erasing those  little stars from my calendar.

Knock me up, science!