I never understood why people wrote blogs, exactly. I have always enjoyed reading them, but the act of writing them always seems like a fruitless, time wasting endeavor. Fast forward to today, two days after I was told that I would never be able to conceive naturally. Suddenly, it feels like I understand why people write. It’s not for the audience, but it’s to be able to express themselves in such a way that is free and without judgement.
So, I’m going to tell the beginning parts of this in sections, just to categorize it in such a way that will not be unwieldy and disorganized. I can’t promise much, though, I haven’t written much since college and I assume this will be more stream of consciousness babble than well-written prose.
There are many infertility blogs and I don’t think mine will be much different, other than the fact that it’s my story. So, here’s to sharing more of myself than is comfortable and here’s to a lucky 2017!
Please note that I do realize that my problems are no more significant than anyone else’s and in the grand scheme of things, I am INCREDIBLY lucky. I’ve got a job, a wonderful family, and the best friends I could ever imagine. I’m thankful beyond belief for that, so please, please, please don’t get it twisted.
Hey there! My name is Elena. I too started writing about our infertility journey, hoping it will help relieve my anxiety and worries. If there is anything I have learned about this journey, it is isolating. I look forward to reading your posts and I wish you the best in your endeavors.
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Hi, Elena! Thank you so much for the kind words. I will enjoy reading your posts, as well. Lots and lots of baby dust to you. ☺️
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