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Infertility Warriors & Allies

This whole blog world might be dead but I have been feeling the urge to get all my thoughts out and on paper (or computer) during my lunch breaks. So I've had some drafts for the last several months.

This blog will now be dedicated to those who are feeling like I am: alone, frustrated, and like they need somewhere to put all their thoughts down. This will be the place. 

A few nights ago I was on the bedroom floor, fetal position- where I find myself more and more these days- and my angelic husband put his arms around me and told me to tell him what felt like the worst part of going through infertility.

I thought for a while and I came to two major negatives for being in the thick of infertility:

1. You never know if it will last forever, or if any treatment will work, no matter how hard you try.

2. It feels like no one understand you or the weight of infertility.

Well, my husband helped to dust me off & I got everything ready for work the next morning.

On that first day back to work I was in the car with someone driving back from a work meeting. We've driven together several times and we are the epitome of work colleagues. Since we work for the same school district but not the same school, we only see each other about every other month. 

But this time in the car was different. She started telling me about why it has been taking her so long to go through school for her bachelors degree and about some health problems she has been having. She mentioned a lot of doctors appointments and when I asked if she wanted to talk about it, she said she has had health problems that have lead her to a fertility clinic.

Not just any clinic though, the exact clinic that I have been going to for over seven months. The world really is so small, even when it feels huge. 

Turns out we have the same diagnosis and have similar problems. 

She looked and me and said, "I didn't think anyone felt the way I do." 

We both felt it though, and I'm sure there are countless others that feel the mental, physical, and emotional weight of infertility.

Part of me thinks that these infertility warriors and allies are a lot closer than we think, but we need to be open and speak up about it more. That's the only way we are not all going to feel alone.

So, here I am in the blogging world again. 

Stepping out of my comfort zone. 

I'll be sharing about some of the most popular questions and concerns about infertility on the blog soon. 

Here's a little taste of the future posts:
- What causes infertility?
- How to help someone you know through infertility
- What can you do to be supportive?
- Is IVF the best option?
- What's the best way to tell your friend you are pregnant while they are going through infertility?

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