My name is Krista and I have a beautiful uterus.
Or so I’ve been told – by two people no less! A technician and a doctor spoke very highly of it as I lay supine on an examination table, feeling like I was in a scene right out of an alien abduction movie.
This is just one of many strange and humbling experiences Steve and I have undergone on our journey to having kids. We’ve been trying for well over a year and a half and we found out last November that we’ve been trying the impossible. Without medical intervention, we’ll never get pregnant. We saw a fertility doctor in February who gave us hope again and now we’re waiting to see if his efforts are working.
This past year and a half of trying has been a rollercoaster ride, with the lows being particularly low. So little things like being told I have a beautiful uterus are the kinds of things I try to hang on to and laugh about. Another thing I get a kick out of – our fertility centre is on Green Valley Crescent. If that doesn’t scream fertility and life, I don’t know what does!
I’ve wanted to start talking about this for so long but held back because so far it hasn’t been all peaches and sunshine. And when I’m feeling bad about it, I clam up and disappear when really I want to shout and cry and be wrapped up in warmth and comfort. I know there are others out there going through this too. So I’m finally speaking up, if only because I have a beautiful uterus and nobody even knows!
This post is part of a link-up hosted by Liv at Choosing Beauty where she encourages bloggers to be brave and authentic on their blogs. Check out her post to read more!