Changing the world, one post at a time.

Here I sit, annoyed with having cleaned up all of my new feeds on Bloglines, wishing I had something to read. Then I thought to myself, “Self? You need to be the change you want to see in the world.” So here I am, posting. Gandhi would be so proud.

It’s . . . strange being out here in the unsecured internet once again. Somewhat like I imagine it would be to be caught in open, shark-infested waters with just one of those incredibly flimsy-looking mental cages between you and the chum-feasting hammerheads.* But I must remember the friendly porpoises, cheering my return to the sea.

And that belabored metaphor is ending . . . now.

So some of you are newcomers, thanks to Ms. Pru’s blogwhoring skills, and you’re probably thinking, “What’s your story, PiquantMolly? And how are you part of our fantastic infertilinet?”

Here’s my blog history, in bullet points:

• September 2004: while bored off my snot at work, I happen upon the website of the amazing Julia at Uncommon Misconception. Interesting. Had never thought much about infertility, being (at the time) a 25-year-old innocent. Linked from Julia to the other fantastic members of the Vagina Posse (remember the good ol’ days, readers?) and was hooked, for no reason I could really discern.

• December 2004: started sad little blog under the name Mollywogger (why? Because the name Mollywog had already been used on Blogger) with very little to say at first. Decided it was a fantastic idea to name my posts after musical theater lyrics. Clearly needed lobotomy. On December 5^th, got my first comment from the biggest of all comment whores, my darling Pru. Decided, with then husband, to start trying to conceive.

• February 2005: Posted first brief post-awards-show post: a tradition is born.

• May 2005: fed up with Blogger, moved the blog over to a fancy new platform that had a mojito-colored theme I liked.

• June 2005: after 8 unsuccessful cycles, try a few blood tests, just to give my Google medical degree the old college try. T3 2.55, prolaction 9.5. On with the trying.

• December 2005: officially infertile. One year blogiversary. First Confabulous at Alexa’s.

• March 2006: secure partial infertility coverage. Become briefly, glimmeringly pregnant, and unpregnant just as quickly.

• April 2006: semen analysis on husband produces results my RE later refers to as “superstar.”

• May 2006: Confabulous 2: The Drinkening held as Alexa’s mom’s house. Good food and great friends.

• June 2006: blood tests. FSH 6.8, estradiol 49. As normal as can be. HSG: uterus is, blatantly, not normal. Either septate or bicornuate, it seems.

• July 2006: MRI confirms bicornuate uterus. Shouldn’t be affecting my ability to get pregnant. Mystery continues. Start Clomid.

• September 2008: start work on Master’s degree.

• October 2006: 4th Clomid cycle. Shit lining in both uterine horns (5.0 and 5.8). Things not going as planned. Stop Clomid.

• February 2007: back to old blog to blog the Oscars. Then I simply . . . disappear.

• June 2007: we file for divorce. Infertility unrelated to said filing. Start password-protected blog on Typepad under new name, Piquant Molly.

• October 2007: Divorce final. Am dating wonderful new fella. Happy happy happy.

• March 2008: Am engaged to wonderful new fella. Still happy.

• May 2008: finish master’s degree.

• June 2008: am back in the public eye here on WordPress, primed and ready to rock your world.

So, that’s me. Now – need comments. Here’s your first assignment: what songs do you really, really like to dance to? Making wedding dance playlist (August 17^th!) and need to get my groove on. Suggestions?

*Does anyone else watch those going-underwater-in-a-cage-to-study-sharks documentaries and think, “Are you fucking kidding me?” How many mental illnesses do you need to have to think that that’s a good idea?