For a woman who has been trying to conceive, without success, this type of reflection and comparison can be devastating. Of course, it is always difficult for women dealing with fertility challenges, but this time of year seems to be the worst.
We all need to break the silence that surrounds STDs in our communities -- we should talk about STDs without shame or stigma and help young people understand STD screening is a routine, essential part of taking care of themselves and protecting their future health.
I think we must figure out how we can we give ourselves, and others, permission to mourn their should have beens. Can we give ourselves, and others, permission to feel it all -- the blessings, the lucky, the anger, the sadness, the guilt, and even, the shame?
I am practicing my patience, some days with gritted teeth and total white knuckles, but I am actively practicing it trying to relax in the hammock (I ...
What I am figuring out is that this ever upward recovery I fight to live every day will always be filled with the dichotomy of life.
While the holidays can be a special time of year filled with joy and celebration with loved ones, it can prove especially difficult for those who long for a child. Since the holidays are often centered on family, it can be difficult to avoid the painful reminders that can surface during this time of year.
I will never get full understanding from everyone, let alone validation. But, I will still speak my story. I will own all the parts of my story. And, I will continue to fight and break the shamed silence that surrounds infertility, miscarriage, infant loss and recovery.
I am all for celebrating the phenomenal beauty of a healthy pregnancy. After losing three pregnancies, I'm likely more appreciative than the average person of what a remarkable miracle a full-term pregnancy and healthy baby is.
Defining our everything and our enoughs in order to let go, embrace and move forward. I think we can apply these questions to many areas of our lives that we are struggling with.
I'll never forget that call from the IVF nurse who had become my friend at the clinic: "Your FSH level is down to 13, if you want to try for a second...
Her approach -- the straight-up inquiry about my medical and reproductive history -- was jarring. For some reason, it gave me a burst of energy. OK, I thought, let's go there! "I did IVF," I said. "Are you considering fertility treatment?"
Our trauma, tragedies and losses (infertility related or not) make us who we are. I have learned that I am a better everything because I wanted and loved those babies so much. I am also a better everything because I lost them.
Trust that you will thrive through this and that this isn't the end of your story; because, I promise, it is not even close. And try, to hold onto that light just a little, knowing and believing that someday it will flicker again.
Artists expressing suffering through their work is nothing new. Some would say it's one of the art world's oldest traditions. Art therapy is also nothing new. But, recent years have seen an uptick in the number of exhibits combining the two in innovative and meaningful ways.
Yes, egg freezing provides a sort-of insurance policy for successful pregnancy later in life -- but it is not the solution to our current state of fertility. Rather, the solution is to educate and empower women and remind them to not give up hope on their body and its ability to conceive naturally.
No one was safe. I vomited on my husband, and then continued heaving for 45 minutes while the doctor tried to sew me up as I swore to her that I did not eat anything after the ice cream sundae I devoured at 9:30 the previous night.