I’m not ashamed to admit we can’t have biological children.
I’m not embarassed.
Used to be.
But in a way, I feel blessed.
Blessed that the painful road of infertility led my husband and me to the cutest girl on the planet.
Blessed because the moment we anxiously walked into a Texas hospital on August 4th and held our 2-day old daughter in our arms for the first time, we knew she was meant to be ours all along.
Blessed because infertility has shaped the person I am today — what I say, how I act, and what I do.
Last night I was honored to speak at the annual Cedar Valley Infertility Peer-Led Support Group.
There were some great resources available for couples — many of them are in the midst of treading the most difficult waters of their marriage.
At the event, I emphasized three things I wished others would have told me [but because we kept our struggles so private, no one knew what to say]:
1.) You are not alone.
2.) It is not your fault.
3.) You do not deserve “this.”
While I’m an adoption advocate, I recognize it’s not the right option for everyone.
So this week, during National Infertility Awareness Week, I’m focusing on this painful road so many people are facing.
And I encourage you to do the same…
Because according to RESOLVE.org, there are nearly 63,000 women in IOWA who have experienced difficulty getting pregnant.
And I can assure you — there is SOMEONE in your family, your neighborhood, your office, your church, your school, your circle of friends – struggling silently.