October 15th is like a ticking time bomb for me. It’s a reminder that I am still in the trenches of infertility and loss. I will always be no matter where my journey ends.
I’ve blogged on this day over the years, and each time I do… I feel emptiness reflecting back on such sorrow. For the first time since the start of my infertility journey in 2005, I did not experience a pregnancy loss in the last year. In fact, I haven’t even had a pregnancy since February 2008.
The RPL’er looking for one good egg now can’t even get pregnant with a good egg.
How rich in irony that is.
Please take some time today to consider that while some of us are very much “out of the infertility closet” (bloggers, anyway) that many women do not have a place like this to vent, and cry, and commisserate with others.
Sometimes the ugliest scars on a person who has experienced loss are not visible. Sometimes they are hidden very well.
It does not mean they don’t exist.
Peace today to all of my sisters-in-loss,