Infertility doesn’t see color. True.
However, my color influences how I experience it. From the imagery on marketing, to the messaging from culture and society, all the way to the advocates and activists who carry its banner.
In this often isolating and emotionally draining journey, it can be a much-needed encouragement to see someone who reflects you.
I’m Regina, and I work to help provide that reflection.
Sooo, not only will you find some honest experiences here, but also empowerment. If you're a journalist or researcher looking for honest voices, contact me, and I'll try to connect you to others who wish to share!
Sometimes you have to laugh to keep from crying. Other times, you just need to laugh. I believe both is fair. LOL
Angry? Irritated? Not sure how you're feeling, but pretty sure it's suck-adjacent? Cool. You're not alone. The Egg is a no-judgement zone.
One of the most valuable things we can find on this journey is simply someone who "gets it".
The infertility community is one of the kindest, most empathetic, and supportive there is. If you're feeling alone, and hoping to find connection, I can try to help.
Above all else, the primary reason I started The Egg was to provide representation of a Black woman's experience of infertility. That said, please know it isn't EVERY Black woman's experience. If anything, use this site as a catalyst to help you find your own voice, or encourage you to listen for others.
As the BBE began as primarily a personal blog, I hope you're able to find some comfort here. I feel like it goes without saying, but just in case it doesn't, under no circumstances should the information here be used as a substitute for professional medical advice. Unless otherwise noted, any and all opinions are the author's own.
