I Want More: Can We Define a New Tribe?
When I think about some of the people I am closest too in the community, even they may not fit in our tribe much longer as many of them are pregnant after their infertility struggles (which is technically what we
Permissions for Mother’s and Father’s Day
If I have learned anything throughout my own infertility journey and recovery I have learned that we are all parents. But most likely, we will be the men and women who feel invisible these months as Mother’s and Father’s Day are upon
Being the Happiest and Healthiest Version of Ourselves: Can We Just Do It?
It has been a theme in my office lately, the frustration we can feel with recovery, well, really with ourselves. The frustration of falling off track with the choices of recovery. The sense of it never getting easier. The inaccurate inner critic telling us that we are
You Are Not Alone, Please Speak Your Way Out of the Darkness
To feel alone when surrounded by many is quite possibly the worst kind of lonely. There are millions of us who struggle to make our families.
The Sword of Silence
The silence that surrounds infertility, pregnancy and infant loss is a double-edged sword.
Would it be easier?
This is so beautiful. Our souls forever changed."The only thing I can think of more painful than losing 4 babies, is if they had never existed all."
Guest Post: The Gift of Infertility
This week I am beyond grateful to share a piece by Sophia's Story. In the truest sense of the words, I have found a true fellow warrior in Sophia's Story. Her courage to share her love and loss of Sophia and to keep the
An Imposter and Fraud or a Forever Grieving and Healing Mother?
They turned up the lights after one song. We usually sing four amazing rock band like songs which is one of the many reasons I love our church. Then I remembered seeing the reserved seats walking in, "Reserved for families of
Emerging to Own Myself Again – Chp 8 Review
The chapter title which spoke to me most was Chapter 8: Emerging to Own Myself Again.
The Lifelong Loss of a Due Date and Still Choosing to Be Ever Upward
August 31st, 2012 The day we dreamed our first child (or children, as we transferred two embryos) were to be born.
