Ever wonder what it's like to go through infertility? Unfortunately, I know first hand. But after several years of trying, I finally found my baby! In the process, I gained confidence and perspective and was finally able to open up about what our experience with infertility was like. Maybe you can relate? Or maybe you're curious because someone close to you is going through it. Either way, thanks for stopping by! And while you're here, I'd love to hear about your experience, too. Please leave a comment...

Thursday, December 16, 2010


This is a shout out for advice!  My diaper pail is driving my crazy!  First of all, it stinks to high heaven no matter what, or how much, is in it!  Secondly, I have sprayed it with disinfectant so many times that it now has a film on it that makes it stick whenever I try to turn it to drop the diapers in the sack.  Can any one recommend one they have actually had success with?  Baby Boy might be asking Santa for a new one this year!  Thanks a million...

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Advice from Celebs

I was just searching the web for blogs other women have used to help them with their infertility struggles and I can't believe how many there are!  I am utterly flabbergasted and wish, wish, wish I had found these when I was first going through infertility.  Maybe then I wouldn't have felt so alone. 

There was one in particular that got me thinking this morning, and that was Infertile Naomi at http://www.999reasonstolaugh.com/.  What a great perspective - we have to find humor in life or we'll never get through it!  She also has a celebrity infertility blog at Fertilityauthority.com and interviewed Trista Sutter a couple of months ago.  See the link here http://www.fertilityauthority.com/blogger/infertilenaomi/2010/09/30/infertile-naomi-interviews-trista-sutter

Trista had some great advice, namely, when you are trying to get pregnant keep the lines of communication with your spouse open and don't make sex just about making a baby.  It's so easy to lose perspective when you're trying to get pregnant.  So easy to focus so hard on temperature charts, ovulation cycles and doctor's appointments that you forget why you are trying to have a baby in the first place.  Intimacy should always be, first and foremost, about connecting with your spouse and meeting each other's needs - emotionally and physically - not about accomplishing a pregnancy.  I wish someone had told me to reserve time for intimacy even when it's not "Time" for baby-making.

I don't usually look to celebrities for advice, but in this case it's worth it!  So, just for the fun of it ladies, tonight when your hubby gets home, put away your temperature charts, break out the sexy undies, dim the lights and crank up the Barry White CD!

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Silent No More

I refuse to be silent any more. 

Have you ever been through a crisis and felt utterly spent?  And utterly alone?  I began to feel that way when we discovered we were going to have to deal with the dreaded "I" word.  Infertility.  Such a big, ugly, angry word.  That was several years ago.  And then it seemed like everyone around me was having babies.  Everyone around me certainly expected me to have a baby.  It got so bad that the other mothers, especially the other grandmothers, around me would stare at my tummy every time they saw me, convinced that they could be the first to tell when I was expecting.  I got to the point that every time I walked down the hall at the office I would cover my stomach with whatever papers I had with me so that the Tummy Inspectors couldn't see.  Once, the Chief Tummy Inspector cornered me and asked me if I was pregnant.  That was a bad day, because I wasn't pregnant at all.  Just gaining weight out of sheer misery. 

Perhaps it was true that I was actually surounded by nothing but the Fertile, because that's simply the life-stage at which I found myself.  Perhaps it was just my perception because I was hyper-sensitive.  Either way, it was miserable.  I felt like I had no one to talk to.  And when I finally did open up with my friends and family, no one knew what to say.  Everyone - and I do mean everyone - stuck their foot in their mouth.  Repeatedly.  It got to the point that I wanted to avoid everyone.  And I did, for a while.  Fortunately, my friends care enough about me that they refused to let me isolate myself.

Now, several years later and after successfully navigating invitro-fertilization, I have a beautiful, bouncing baby boy.  And with him came perspective.  And with him came a measure of peace.  Not complete peace.  Hardly.  One of my good friends just had her second baby (got pregnant without even trying) and I don't think I'll even be able to go and see them.  No, peace is still a looong way off.  But somehow, I am determined not to be silent any more.  I am determined to speak my mind - gently, hopefully - about what this experience has been like.  And what it is still like to live as an Infertile among the Fertile.  Hopefully the fact that I am speaking out will embolden others to do so.  Hopefully the fact that I am speaking out will educate other people so they can better help their family and friends experiencing infertility.  Hopefully the fact that I am speaking out will bring with it another measure of peace.