I’ve always hated the word “failure”. It’s sharp. Final. Heavy. And as a former IVF woman and a perfectionist, I hate it even more. For years, my life revolved around cycles, medications, numbers, hope. When…
View PostI thought I could survive infertility on sheer will. I was strong, tough, resilient, a bit punchy when I felt I was being wronged or when I was trying to protect someone I loved. I…
View PostIn October 2024, I wrote my first post on this blog called “My Dirty Little Secret—Exposed.” It was the first time I admitted, publicly, what I had been hiding for so long: my story of…
View PostI never thought my first tattoo would come at this stage of my life. I had always imagined it would mean something different. For years, I told myself I’d get one. I sketched designs, pictured…
View PostWhen IVF Made Me Superstitious About Everything During my IVF journey, I became superstitious about almost everything. If I did this, maybe it would work. If I didn’t do that, maybe it wouldn’t. One time,…
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