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January 28, 2011



It takes a very wise person to understand infertility in the way we have.

I am so sorry for your loss. Having had so many myself, they all hurt. That vision of dashed dreams is enough to drive anyone over the edge.

The sting of failure is less for me these days now that treatment is behind me. Now that I am waiting to complete my family via adoption, I wish so hard that I would have pursued this earlier. Live and learn I guess.

Thinking of you.


Probably not, but I wouldn't wish the hell of infertility on anyone. I'm so sorry for what you're going through right now.


I'm so sorry. I really hope this isn't an eptopic. You've been through enough.

Julie Enyeart

I'm really so sorry. I struggled with fertility for years and adopted my son from Haiti. He's been home a year already! I don't think people who have been blessed with normal pregnancies have any idea how that feeling of not being pregnant feels. I love my son with all my heart and I still miss the fact that I never got to be pregnant and give birth to a baby. I've talked with a few people (therapists, mostly) that after my hysterectomy I had one more certainty in my life besides death now-I would never give birth. And that is a huge realization and loss.
Good luck with the tests and if you try again I'll be praying for success. I'm so glad you have Squeaker! (hope this was ok to share)

Mrs. X

I was so very sorry to read this. I know that your story is not over, though. One way or another, it's not over.

The fertiles I know are very aware of how fortunate they are. I don't know if it is because of their close proximity to me and my struggles, but they are all consistently grateful for the ease with which they had babies. That always made the sting a little less.


I'm so sorry about your baby. Been there, done that, hated the f'ing shirt. Fertility procedures charged an enormous amount to have elderly doctors look at body parts I don't usually publicly display, to tell us they didn't know why we weren't still pregnant, and weren't getting pregnant. Sometimes there is no reason or rhyme. See you when we get back?


So sorry to read of your loss. I was so hoping and praying for you. Been reading your blog since you got the call to pick up your precious squeaker. I am fertile, and I DO know how lucky I am which is why I chose to be a surrogate. But you are right, there are people who definately don't realize how lucky they are! Going through the treatments myself each time, I understand how taxing it can be on the mind and body. I am so sorry you are going through this, and hope they can give you some answers this time and you go on to have a happy and healthy pregnancy!

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