I’ve wondered when I would write this post for years. Sometimes, after particularly promising procedures, it felt imminent. Other times nearly impossible. After four years, six invasive procedures, hundreds of injections, and thousands of pills I can hardly believe it’s time to tell you I’m pregnant. My little girl is set to enter the world this November. And while I’m literally overwhelmed … Keep reading…
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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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