Last year, I blogged about National Infertility Awareness Week (NIAW) while we were knee deep in cycling, TTC, surgeries, and non-working fallopian tubes. This year, we are in such a different place. I am holding an 8 week old miracle in my arms. This year, I look at my blogroll and see 90% of those whom I follow have either just had their miracle babies or are only a few short weeks away from doing so. This year, things are different, but I have not forgotten.
I know that I do not fit the definition of a typical "infertile," but I still suffer (and suffered) from issues that no one talks about--a septate uterus with a muscular/vascular septum that cut my uterus almost in two and only one working fallopian tube. I still remember the pain of diagnosis, of three uterine surgeries, of countless rounds of hormones, of failed cycles, and of the loss that started everything.
I have not forgotten the loss of Malachi. Through the blogging community, I realized that I was not alone in my grief. I realized that other people felt the same way after a loss and that there was hope. I connected with women I had never met but needed desperately.
I think that after struggling with infertility or loss and then going on to have a successful pregnancy, women can forget what that felt like. In recognition of NIAW, don't forget. Remember that we are the ones that can listen to those struggling with infertility. When we hear of someone with a new diagnosis, it's our job to make them aware of resources--such as our blogging community--to help. It's our job to make our struggles known in order to help others. I won't forget.
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