Waiting for Daisy is a nonfiction memoir by feminist Peggy Orenstein detailing her efforts to conceive and carry a child to term. Like many professional, successful women, Orenstein waited until her late thirties to start chasing motherhood. She got pregnant fairly easily, but had a miscarriage. She started dabbling in fertility treatments and found it can become a strange sort of addiction. The struggle strained her marriage and her finances. Finally, she gets ... well I don't want to spoil it, but the title sorta gives it away...

Having gone through infertility, I related to her story. I have enjoyed her work in the past. She is an honest writer who finds humor in unexpected places. The book is short and simple. A warning: don't buy it as a gift for an infertile friend. I've been trying to lend my copy since I bought it new and hate to just shelve it ... My friends treat it like poison, even my fertile friends. It's like reading about infertility will make you suddenly infertile or something. And for women still in what Orenstein appropriately calls "the rabbit hole of infertility," it might just hit too close to home.