We hold names sacred in the infertility community. They are our little secret smirks at fate. They symbolize the victory we’re hoping for. They are precursors to rainbows. A horizon we can barely see, but one we are trying desperately to get a view of.
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Many times I’ve gotten private messages from those who wonder if I personally have a spiritual take on my own situation. They ask me if I have a relationship with God. I do. A discussion on faith, and the results of my hysteroscopy.
So, when I originally became a member of the embattled, tough girls of infertility lifestyle, I thought the best way to make myself strong, was to completely act un-phased by things that were the cliche and highly stereotypical discomforts for infertile women. People assume that we are all textbook cases of teen -pregnancy haters, bitter
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