Part of me feels like apologizing for the abundance of password protected posts these days. The fact is that during BG’s illness and after his death, the readership here jumped. I don’t know how many readers here found me as a result of connections through his page. I know there were times when we administered this blog address freely to people we met who wanted to get to know BG’s beginnings, but now I’m finding I want the cozy comfort of my anonymous blog back. Particularly now.
You see, the thing is, and I’ll share this with all of you, even those to whom I have not given the password, I’m trying to get pregnant. However, this is a long process. It’s fraught with details of cervical mucous and types of sperm, and it’s also characterized by a whole lot of obsessing and disappointment and processes that I just don’t want to lay out for everyone to gaze at. There is also the matter that I would rather be able to announce my pregnancy, when it does happen, to those I know in my social circle when I’m ready–after my family and close friends know– while at the same time being able to obsess about whether or not that really is a pink line with my LGBT TTC family.
I imagine that as this process progresses, I will password protect fewer post–and I do have some other matters I would love to write about– but most of those dealing directly with TTC (trying to conceive) will be under the same password I have distributed.
I appreciate your patience with all of this, those who are reading only the public posts, and for those reading the private posts, I appreciate your discretion. As you can imagine, this is all particularly sensitive this time around.