I invite you to walk through this journey with me. To see where I have gone and to hope and pray with me that this season will soon come to a joyful end. Or to mourn with me that my story doesn’t quite pan out as I would have hoped.
If you know me, or happened to bump into me on a hiking or biking trail, the chances are you would see a bubbly, passionate and very talkative lass. That isn’t a front. It’s who I am.
One thing I’ve learned about infertility is that it’s a lot like grief. You don’t forget about it, but that doesn’t stop you from enjoying life. It can hit you in waves and when it does it’s painful. When I’m out on the trails, watching a soccer game, at work or just doing life, I don’t forget that we don’t have children, but I still laugh and love and appreciate the beauty all around me. When I’m on an aeroplane or still in bed at 9am I’m also pretty grateful that we don’t have kids!!
These blog posts mainly describe the waves of grief. In between there’s also lots of joy and laughter and fun times. I just don’t tend to write then – maybe I should so you get the full picture. As it says in Ecclesiastes, “there’s a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance” – I can often do all of them on the same day.
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