This is basically all I’ve done for the last 2 days. Fingers crossed, we’ll blow this popsicle stand tomorrow!
One research obsessed post-punk political dyke and one wonder-endowed post-modern theater professor fall in love and decide to make some babies. Hilarity, awkwardness and, sometimes, tenderheartedness, ensues.
Herein lies an adventure of queer infertility and making a family without biology on your side.