When we went to the big baby-stuff consignment sale, one of the ads we received with our receipt was for gestational surrogates for a fertility clinic. The offered compensation was $28,000 ( Read more... )

I've come a bit un-moored from my identity. This is totally expected. Parenthood is not one of those things that you pick up as a hobby and put down a few months later unchanged except for a new party trick. I didn't think it would be. And yet somehow I expected to retain more of myself than I have. I expected to be, or at least want to be, a "cool ( Read more... )