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Lifeslurper resides in a big brown land called Auuustralia. Her early years remain a mystery cloaked in a veil of depression. Age 42 Lifeslurper meets the vague but gorgeous Wobbles. “What took him so long to arrive?” She asks. They make their way together in the world just fine, but are not fine to make a baby – not without some outside help. Enter ART and 2008 the year of 4 IVF cycles & one lousy big fat negative. Lifeslurper is now 45 years old! Time for a baby is running out fast, so too is her sanity. What’s the plan for 2009? No one is really quite sure. Join Lifeslurper and Wobbles as they dither some more.

Baby or Highway

It was never supposed to happen like this.

 

Today as my state and country observes a National Day of Mourning for the victims of the fires three weeks ago, I find myself launching head-long into a different kind of grief.

Piggy in the IVF middle

Lifeslurper is having a bad day week month.

There are about eighteen incomplete posts half written for this blog, most of them not worth publishing. Why, that has never stopped me before, I hear you ask.

I feel completely without inspiration and purpose. Twins states I continue to spend most of my existence in. Conditions this blog [...]

Turning to Dorothy the Dinosaur and Thomas the Tank Engine

Well it is now over a month since our latest IVF cycle not so much ended with a bang, but died with a whimper. Wobbles and I are still scratching our heads as to which way to go. We are officially on the clinic’s donor egg top 100 list, languishing [...]

Charting our way to a baby

Until my body manages to produce bar-coded mucus, Lifeslurper has not got much hope of understanding her own fertility – or lack thereof.  

 

Is it too much to ask of medical science to create a special barcode reader for female mucus? [...]