May 28th, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
"There was this tremendous fear of intimacy, which was rooted in the fear of loss.... We both knew that this was going to be our story and that our story would be very powerful."
April 22nd, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
Long before my son saw Cars, I counted six Lightning McQueens in our house, none of which I’d purchased. This happens when you live during end-stage capitalism
March 13th, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
I rarely let myself grieve What Might Have Been. In doing so, I’d have to face the questions of every time-travel narrative. If my mom hadn’t died, would I have have gotten the fertility treatment that led to the miscarriage that led to the adoption of the grandson she’d adore
February 19th, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
There was a guy I flirted with in English class, and I stayed awake at nights worrying maybe I was a dyke, but that was the extent of my sex life. If it was possible to be negative-pregnant, that was me
January 4th, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
You handed me a beach ball that was also a globe. “Show me on the map where we live,” you
December 4th, 2018 | by Cheryl Klein
The adoption agency my partner C.C. and I worked with didn’t allow parents to choose the sex of the baby
November 1st, 2018 | by Cheryl Klein
Ability in its essential form is not a construct: We all have the ability to do some things and lack
October 16th, 2018 | by Cheryl Klein
Two-thousand twelve was an apocalyptic year for me, as if the Mayans had been thinking of a thirty-something white lady
September 6th, 2018 | by Cheryl Klein
Sometime during the lovely, delusional years that C.C. and I daydreamed about having kids, we found ourselves in the apartment
August 6th, 2018 | by Cheryl Klein
I haven’t read a single parenting book all the way through. I’m no fan of taking pride in ignorance, but
