Forvever, One Pink Line

This is a story of infertility but unlike most, it does not have a happy ending. There was no rainbow baby at the end of our journey. Unlike most stories you hear about infertility, this one has no unicorns, leprechauns, and magic fairy dust. No, we got screwed over good by the fertility gods. This story contains everything I thought and felt during our 3-year long journey. The things I said out loud, and the things that I kept to myself because I felt too vulnerable, scared or embarrassed to say them out loud. It is the good, the bad and the ugly. It is no filter, no sugar-coating, just telling it how it is. You might feel pity for us after reading this story or you might feel empowered to own your own childless not by choice status. More importantly, it might make you feel less alone in your circumstances. This is for everyone still on their fertility journey, or those, like us who are childless not by choice. We are warriors, we are strong, we are worthy.