REFLECTIONS ON MY 2-YEAR FERTILITY JOURNEY
Yesterday was my 36th birthday. Two years and two weeks ago, I had my first ever appointment at a fertility center. Tomorrow will be two years exactly that I’ve been writing for Babble.
When we first decided we were going to start trying to have a family, there wasn’t much information out there for us. Sure, all the medical info was available, but there were so few stories of how families like ours are formed, so few real words from other lesbian mothers — so I decided to blog about it.
I reached out to a dear ex-coworker of mine who had tons of blogging experience. I wanted to know which site she used: WordPress, Tumblr, what? I told her my plans to share my story, and — without it ever once crossing my mind — she asked if I would want to share it on Babble. Of course she’d have to speak to the editors there, and there were no guarantees, but sure! Why wouldn’t I want to?
Babble decided to take me on. To be a platform for me to tell my story. I signed up with their Pregnancy Channel, then called Being Pregnant.
Two years later, I’m still on the Pregnancy Channel.
No one from the original crew is with me. They’ve all moved on to Baby’s 1st Year, or what’s now just called Baby. Not only is the original crew gone, but so are the two other groups of women who came after them.
I’ve seen three cycles of pregnant women come and go while I’ve been writing my story for Pregnancy. The fourth group is about to leave, too. Their babies are due soon.
I thought I was going to rock 34 so hard. It’d be the year I start my blog, it’d be the year I get pregnant. It’d be the year.
Two years later, and I’m now 36. Still no baby. Still writing for Pregnancy.
FINISH THE STORY HERE.