The Blessed Irony of Birthdays
Where infertility is concerned, birthdays mean something different. Something far less festive. To be blunt, they are the embodiments of those biological clocks everyone is always talking about.
Where infertility is concerned, birthdays mean something different. Something far less festive. To be blunt, they are the embodiments of those biological clocks everyone is always talking about.
Our lovable and honest Belle is back with a message from her recovery room and a lesson on Metformin, Synthroid and learning how our meds work.
Every now and then, lengthy posts are too broad to get to the root of how we feel. Here are just a few of my thoughts as to why you should be ENCOURAGED today.
This week has been brought to me by the number 25(as in days until the gala), and the letter O for “overwhelmed”. Can we talk? *sigh* From writing for all these different sites to simply responding to emails, I’ve had a hard time staying on track because I have been beating myself up, something serious. …
Are we, the infertility community, too sensitive? Are our feelings the responsibility of those around us? Is it fair to superimpose our emotional baggage onto those who are unfamiliar with infertility?
The hardest thing about advocacy is knowing that underneath all of your fighting and pushing for others…you still have your own heart to contend with. It still yearns for you to pay attention to it, and create change internally. Your own desires can…