The 'Masculine', The 'Feminine' and Negotiation

Dear Sisters and Friends,

It was November 1991 and I was in my bathroom in my high-rise apartment, the ‘Murry Hill Mews” in New York City. My husband at the time and I had been trying to conceive for about nine months. After so many years of trying to avoid an unwanted pregnancy, I was feeling anxious that I hadn’t gotten pregnant more readily. And then …