Nothing feels satisfying more than selflessly donating your eggs and help someone realize her dream of conceiving naturally. You will have brought immense joy to a couple who probably could have lived without a baby of their own. Compensation for being an egg donor is incredible too. But just because you’ve decided to go down this...
“Don’t worry too much about it right now,” my friend told me. “Later it’ll become obvious whether or not you want to have kids. The right answer will just come to you.” This is the same thing I’ve been telling myself since my early twenties. Later. Wait until later. Everything will become clear later. But let’s...
You and your husband are finally ready. It’s time to start trying for a family! In the beginning it’s easy; you just stop birth control and have fun. But then the months start to pass by and you’re not pregnant yet. So you decide to put a little more preparation and planning into this whole trying-to-make-a-baby...
You know You’ve been TTC’ing too long when: ~ You saw the title of this article and had to click it immediately because you need an article that you can relate to. ~ You know what TTC stands for (Trying to Conceive, for those that aren’t TTC’ing but clicked the page out of curiosity). ~ You give new meaning...
When my husband and I were diagnosed with infertility we were told that our best chance for conceiving would be with Intra-uterine Insemination (IUI). We decided not to pursue that option but several of my friends in my online infertility support group did. One of them recently agreed to talk with me about her experience. Brieanne is...
You have the stick on the bathroom counter but your back is to it because you aren’t sure you want to see what it says. This makes the umpteenth time that you have peed on a stick in three years and, though you really think this time is it, you just don’t want the disappointing confirmation...
I was vaguely aware during my pregnancy that infertility would hurt a second time around, but I wasn’t fully prepared for just how much. I had enough awareness at the time that I can read now through my journals and old blog posts and see that I wrote, “I am so grateful for this chance to experience pregnancy,...
I couldn’t believe how much it hurt. Just that one word, staring up at me from the yellow paper I was to hand to the receptionist at the doctor’s office: Infertility. I was in for a routine asthma visit and when I was asked, “Is there any chance you’re pregnant?” I snorted and said, “I wish!”...
