My Fertility Journey: Part I

TW: Pregnancy, PCOS, Infertility

 From the time I was a little girl, we’re talking 2 or 3 years old, I knew I wanted to be a mom. My own mom was a pediatrician, so between everyone handing her a baby to being the oldest grandchild on my mom’s side, babies were everywhere. I learned to support a baby’s head by the time I was 4, and had the soothing baby bounce down by 8. Fast forward a few years, and at 18, I was ready to move to the burbs and have a family. Thankfully, I was able to be patient and wait until I was more settled in my life for me to act on that urge! Hah! When some of my older friends started having babies, I would always opt for a day in the burbs with them to get my baby fix over a boozy brunch or a night out. I guess I’ve always been an old soul!

When I was 25, I started noticing that my periods were super irregular and sometimes didn’t come for months at a time. Having been on...

Mamas of all kinds deserve a day to be recognized and (hopefully!) pampered. But what if all you feel like doing on Mother’s Day is crawling into a hole and ignoring the outside world because you’ve lost someone? Maybe you’ve experienced the loss of your mother or mother figure, maybe you’ve suffered pregnancy, infant, or neonatal loss. Perhaps you’ve lost a child, young or adult. Maybe you haven’t yet conceived and are struggling to become a mother. If you can relate to any or all of these, I hear you. I am here for you. I am holding space for you. I too grieve on Mother’s Day.

At 26, I lost my mom to stage IV colon cancer. She was only 47. (I wrote an essay for Mrs. Nipple on that here). The idea of my first Mother’s Day without her made me want to crawl into my room and not come out until Monday. While that would have been a-okay, a friend of mine who had lost her dad knew what to do for me. She made a plan with me and kept...