I’m thrilled to be guest posting at my friend Greta Funk’s blog this week for her Great Expectations series. Greta has recently re-launched her blog as g*funk*ified which is almost as awesome a name as is her tagline: “I’ve got my sassy pants on.”
The Great Expectations series provides for wonderful reading, and after you read my post I encourage you to check out the other guest bloggers talking about some of the expectations they had, the realities they were hit with, and how it all turned out. Like Jenna Farelyn talking about a “birth plan” gone awry, ending up in an unexpected and unassisted home delivery.
G-Funk, as I like to refer to Greta, also writes insightfully about her life in the middle of Kansas raising her four kids, and one of my favorite posts is a recent one, Shedding the Weight, where she thoughtfully describes moving beyond the label “widow” after the death of her first husband at a young age. It’s Greta at her best.
I promised her I would clean up my act for a family-friendly audience so I’m blogging about our decision to move from fertility treatment into international adoption, and I don’t even say words like “motherfucking” even once. I do, however, say “threesome,” “manseed”, and “sperm”, but since I was talking about fertility treatments, it’s almost like they were medically necessary.  You can find my post here: “We’re Gonna Get This One Pregnant!”.
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UPDATE! Greta submitted my post to the awesome blog writing challenge, Yeah Write, run by the best community manager ever, Erica from Free Fringes. And we won! Editor’s Choice! Thanks Greta and thanks Erica!
I’m so excited to have you today, and to be able to get to know you better!
Nice article. (I have my own fish out of water infertility clinic experience, where I was the only guy in a sea of pregnant or near-pregnant women whose reactions ranged from confused to indignant.) I’m so happy about your family.
See, you called it the “infertility clinic” too! They *hate* that. Trust me.