I haven’t reached the highs of infertility treatment yet, but I am familiar with the lows. They come in waves. I’ve been open about the fluctuating emotions that come along with infertility treatment. Sometimes everything is normal – and other times, like an angsty teenager, I am devastated and livid and so unbelievably tired. But unlike the last time I felt this … Keep reading…
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I stepped on a piece of metal in college that pierced into my foot, curving as it went in and becoming stuck. I waited, face down on my living room floor, for nearly an hour until an old boyfriend got off work and could come wiggle it out. Once the initial shock wore off, I couldn’t shake the terrible sensation of something … Keep reading…
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Ah, infertility. I certainly wish that wasn’t a common word in my vocabulary, but here we are. Since I opened up about my fertility struggles, you – strangers, readers, followers – have been so supportive. Your kindness has been a great relief and sense of strength. Since I am so open about the topic, some of you have sent in questions. (Which, … Keep reading…
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I feel like I’ve been tired for a while. Like a broken record, I keep repeating the same things to myself about my problems being caused by the IVF medicine and that these side effects won’t last forever. But a year has passed since we found out this would be our fate—and nearly three since we, slowly of course, started this obnoxious … Keep reading…
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