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There isn’t much more to say about it.

The thing about death, grief, pain, hardship, or tragedy is that you have a groundswell of support right away.  Because that’s the RIGHT thing to do. But after the immediate influx of love, it disappears.  Because the hard part isn’t right away.  No. Not at all. The hard part comes after the dust of itContinue reading “There isn’t much more to say about it.”

All day, all shit

Thanks to everyone who has reached out. I don’t really have much of a capacity to talk & frankly I don’t want to. We’re incredibly disappointed – understatement of the century – & feel let down by the universe & whatever else is up or out there. I believe in the Sun, moon, & starsContinue reading “All day, all shit”

Hope for the hopeless.

*sigh* here we go again. This week, especially, I am forced to face the malleability of the human spirit. We hope & hope & hope almost against all conceivable odds. It’s mind-boggling how we just keep going. I chose to include the above picture from our family photos taken in 2019 because of the littleContinue reading “Hope for the hopeless.”

Oh, breathe, just breathe.

This week has been tough, to say the least. Though, to be honest, what week isn’t tough when you’re suffering through infertility? Especially infertility following loss? My husband & I didn’t get the news we wanted to when I took my HPT (home pregnancy test) after the TWW (two week wait). That’s two weeks postContinue reading “Oh, breathe, just breathe.”

My stupid mouth…

I would like to take a moment to address why I started this blog. It was obviously partly to navigate & work through our our trauma & struggle with trying to conceive. But, ultimately I wanted to create a safe space on the internet for people just like my husband Stephen & me. I can’tContinue reading “My stupid mouth…”