Tomorrow marks my thirty first birthday. It seriously seems like yesterday I was writing about turning thirty and how excited I was and how, holy crap, I’m in my thirties.
Now, thirty one. This year’s celebrations are much more on the low key side. There will be wine and hopefully a date night (our first A.R. – After Riley) and perhaps a brunch sometime. My wish list for a pedicure has already been fulfilled by my sister who surprised me last weekend with a pampered afternoon out (I almost cried it was so delightful).
This year’s birthday is different. Today I’m spending time with family celebrating the life of my great aunt. Yes, it will be hard and sad. But it will also be fun to introduce Riley to so many new family members.
My actual birthday will be spent driving home. And enjoying functioning on minimal sleep. And hopefully eating a donut. And drinking wine.
Clearly my thirties are so much weirder and unplanned than my twenties.
But that doesn’t make them any less awesome.
I love birthdays. And tomorrow is mine. So hurray my birthday, hurray life. And hurray another year!
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You Are Not Alone.
That is the theme of this year’s National Infertility Awareness Week. And an incredibly fitting one. Dealing with infertility can be devastating and isolating. It’s easy to feel like no one really knows what you’re going through. And honestly, no one truly does. But you are still not alone.
One in eight couples struggle with infertility. One in eight. And so few of those couples talk about it. So few people in general talk about it. So few people know how to comfort their friends that are struggling.
I, on the other hand, can’t imagine not talking about. Struggling with infertility is a chapter of my life. One that hasn’t closed just because I had a child. I want people to know my journey, know the journey of others and know just how difficult infertility is. Riley is now in my life partially due to the support of the people around me. The people that constantly told me that I wasn’t alone, to keep me head up and to keep moving forward.
I may have had dark days and sad days, but I always knew that I was never alone. Matt is my partner and we had the constant support of family and friends and readers near and far. And for that I am grateful. And it’s that feeling I want to extend to anyone struggling to have children. If you ever think you are alone, you’re not. If you need to vent or cry and just ask why, I am here. Lots of us are here.
Reach out. Speak up. You are not alone. We are not alone.
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