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We're all crossing our fingers for you Sarah, in this and all areas.

I don't know if I'd call it lucky...I get the feeling it's more of a what-goes-around-comes-around kind of thing. I don't know you, really, except what I read hear, but somehow I just know that you are all those E words to the people in your life and now they have the chance to give it right back.

I have to agree with what Liz said.

You didn't/don't have to share this journey that you are on with anyone. Let alone perfect strangers roaming the web. But you have put yourself out there and I think people respect that.

You come across as such a "real" person and I think that makes me want to see you succeed and get everything that you desire.

If I were a single woman in your position and came across your blog...you would be a Godsend. Any woman who wishes to be a mother should always have the opportunity to be one.
You'll be a great one! Plus, we midwest gals have stick together! :-)

Thrilled, indeed. Enough to let you have a good wallow every now and then.

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    • L.A. 2009. I’m stuck in traffic on the 101 freeway, listening to Isabella Rosselini on NPR. Isabella, for some reason, mentions that starfish are one of those rare species that can reproduce asexually, and I realize that if I could do that, I wouldn't have to worry about finding a boyfriend/husband. I wouldn’t have to internet date! I wouldn't have to figure out if I want to/can/should have a baby/adopt a baby/child on my own. I wouldn't have to stress about things like FSH levels, or weigh my feelings on in vitro versus adoption. I would just have a baby. Thus began my starfish envy.
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