It’s release day for Ms. Conception by Jen
Cumming! I love this funny chick lit! Jen is sharing an excerpt with us as well
as a fantastic giveaway, so be sure to check out all of the release day
festivities!
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About Ms. Conception:
Abigail Nichols has tried everything from rash-inducing herbal
creams to acupuncture in a desperate, last-ditch effort to get pregnant. Wedged
into her iPhone schedule among new business pitches and rebranding design
meetings is Abby’s ovulation cycle, along with potential opportunities for
illicit afternoon quickies. With all of their hopes and savings on the table,
Abby and her husband Jack enter the whispered world of fertility clinics.
Along with a meddling mother-in-law, competitive pregnancies, and constant
obligatory sex, Abby’s baby-track mind conspires to ravage her career, her
marriage, and her sanity. One thing she knows for sure: a healthy sense of
humor (and the occasional glass of red wine) is the best coping strategy. One
thing she wishes she knew: whether it will be enough.
Ms. Conception is an honest but light-hearted novel inspired by
the ups and downs of fertility treatments and the emotional burden that rests
on those trying to conceive.
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Excerpt:
A procreation vacation?What the hell is that? The first email is
from my best friend, Jules, one of the few people who know Jack and I are
struggling to have a baby. I ignore the rest of my inbox and start Google
searching.
There are hotels in the Caribbean that offer fertility vacations? Seriously? Powder white sand beaches, private
infinity pools, couples massages with fertility-boosting kelp wraps and
reflexology, all to supposedly stimulate semen production. After three years of
unsuccessful pregnancy attempts, I’ve found fertility utopia.
Wait, hold on; there’s something here about drinking sea moss
elixirs. That doesn’t sound overly appetizing. I read a quote from a successful
vacationer: “I conceived as soon as I got home.” With rising excitement, I
check out the menu, knowing Jack loves a great meal. Darn, there’s a lot of
tofu – this might not fly. My husband Jack is many things, but tofu lover is
not on that list.
I click on another link and find the Fertile Turtle vacation
package. Apparently sea turtles are symbols of fertility. “You can watch sea
turtles hatch while trying to fertilize your own egg.” My cheeks flame. I
couldn’t have sex with anyone watching, even poor sea turtles. Jules is
definitely yanking my chain. Hitting reply to her email, I type, “The poor
turtles. You bitch!”
This is what my life has come to. The ongoing struggle to have a
baby has spilled over into desperate Internet searches, sexy lingerie
purchases, and my ovulation cycle scheduled into our iPhones. Oh god, sexy
lingerie purchases. My face flames brighter at the memory. I thought spicing up
our sex life might help, but in my crazy one-track baby-on-the-brain mind, I’d
stupidly put the office address in the “ship to” box. That was a really fun day in the office. Pressing my
hands against the heat of my cheeks, I sigh and turn back to my computer.
Another day begins for me, Abigail Nichols, marketing maven by day,
fertility-obsessed sex fiend by night.
About
Jen Cumming:
Jen Cumming had two dreams: to be a mother and a writer. The first
was much harder than she’d imagined, but it gave her plenty of material for her
second dream. Now she’s realized both and traded drug cocktails and early
morning line-ups at the fertility clinic for juice boxes and evening PTA
meetings.
Jen’s latest dream is to live in a small village in France and eat
croissants. Being allergic to wheat might hamper that dream, so in the meantime
she does her best to balance life with two young children and run a business
with her husband in Toronto. She loves to spend time at the cottage in the
summer, ski in the winter, and travel whenever she can.
Enter
Jen’s fantastic giveaway!!
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