Aversions, Abortions, and The Great Cheeseburger Incident

Aversions, Abortions, and The Great Cheeseburger Incident

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The day after I found out I was pregnant I went down to my local shops and bought a whole trolley-load of organic fruit and veg. For the last few months I’d been kinda sorta following this Chinese fertility diet that precluded things like tomatoes, cheese, carrots, fruit, and brown rice. Overjoyed at the news I was now eating for two, I excitedly spent a small fortune on tomatoes and tropical fruit and filled my fridge with healthy nutritious food. I was going to drown this baby in health.

The next day the morning sickness began (except that the term “morning” is bullshit, coz it’s all bloody day long). Read more

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Oh, Daddy.

Oh, Daddy.

Call me old-fashioned, but no matter how close to equal rights queers and lezzies get, at some point we still need a man. There’s no way around it—we can’t do everything on our own. No matter which route to parenthood we decide to take, whether it’s fostering, adoption, surrogate, turkey baster or IVF, at some point at least one splodge of sperm is going to be needed in order to fertilise the egg to make that goddamn baby. So it’s how you get your sperm that’s the challenge for today’s post.

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