My Life in Words
I love to talk. Being vulnerable helps me heal. Documenting it is cathartic.
There’s no pain too small to be acknowledged...
No loss too early to be honored. We are all just trying to get by, doing the best we can. Day in day out. Women are warriors you know. 💕
I memorialized our IVF losses recently and it was so cathartic.
Beautiful. Bold. Brave. Those are the words on repeat.
Infertility is hard. Wanting to be a Momma and not knowing why we keep getting “overlooked” is a cruel reality that I know all to well. NO MATTER THE STAGE.
Technicality doesn’t play into this AT ALL my darling friends.
Read that again.
Had no issues getting pregnant, but can’t seem to stay that way? It’s ok.
Haven’t started IUI OR IVF. It’s ok.
Haven’t decided to finally make that family planning appt? It’s ok.
Want more but feel selfish sharing because you have friends that have none? It’s ok.
Waiting for your babes across the ocean but feel like it’s a pipe dream? It’s ok.
Don’t know if you’ll be a good Mom so you are burying the idea for now but feel the clock ticking? It’s ok.
Choosing adoption, surrogate, or a donor? It’s ok.
Suffered loss over and over but keep getting back up and starting to wonder why? It’s ok.
Infertility ruined your marriage? It’s ok.
Can’t afford treatments? It’s ok.
Want to be the best Aunt around but kids just aren’t for you? It’s ok.
Waiting on...FILL IN YOUR BLANK.
LISTEN GIRL, It’s ok...to grieve each stage. In fact you must.
Grief doesn’t play favorites. Your loss belongs in the same camp as all the others. No matter if you feel it’s not “bad enough”...IT IS.
I’ve been guilty myself of saying “what we went through wasn’t as hard as you...” or “I never heard a heart beat, so it’s not the same”... But the truth is...it is. It all cuts deep. Waking up at 24-34-44 and waiting your turn to be a Mother is a battle that NONE of us prepared for. I see you. I love you. I honor your pain today and everyday. No matter if you’ve gotten your rainbow 🌈 baby or IVF, BFP...or decided that kids aren’t for you.
You matter. Leave that period where it belongs.
Take a moment to celebrate yourself today and your beautiful bodies, your incredible resilience. How you’ve found joy in the journey (because I pray you can) AND let me leave you with this...Please always share your own truth, without apologizing or comparing. Your story matters and you never know how you’ll make an impact, until you let it fly.
You’ve got this babe!