Infertility seems to be everywhere right now. You'd think I'd be pleased that it is growing awareness, lessening the attached stigmas. But the truth is I'm not pleased. Not at all. The last thing in the world I want to think about is more infertility.
And sometimes, the timing is downright cruel. As Murphy's Law would have it, I had to endure watching HIMYM's Robin face infertility literally as I was lying on the sofa, miscarrying our baby. In fact, that stupid sitcom episode was the thing that broke my dam. I sat alone, in front of that stupid TV screen, and absolutely fell apart, sobbing right along with Robin.
Today, I don't feel strong. Today, I'm just so, so, so very sick of this journey.