Friday, January 23, 2009

Talk to Me.....

OK first things first......the clock is not correct on this blog.....I did not make my post at 4am! It was made at a more normal time like 7:45 am......

Second thing----TALK TO ME! I want to hear from you! I want to know what you want to know.....what's bugging you? What haven't I covered that you wonder about? Share your stories, share your ideas....share your comments....I know you've got them.....and it doesn't have to be about infertility....It can be about being a parent. Because deep down that is the common thread that links it all together-----

It can even be so simple as to ask me my opinion on the "pleather legging craze" ---but you're going to have to wait until tomorrow for that.....

Love much,
xob

2 comments:

Sara said...

Alright, you asked and now you shall receive. I, of course, like you, am not one to keep quiet - probably why we got to be friends. So here's my question for you my very dear infertile blonde...

Coming from the other side of being infertile and having been blessed with 2 wonderful sons, it was hard for me to know what to do or what not to do for you as a friend and our friendship during the time you were trying to start a family. Especially since at the same time it was not as hard for me and I ended up getting pregnant. I felt guilty, I felt sorry, and I felt confused and was just not sure how to handle it all as of course it was a hard time and a tender subject to talk about. Looking back on it now is of course different and lends a better rounded view. But b/c of all that I think our friendship suffered b/c we were not as close during those years I was pregnant and you were still trying. I know it is hard to be happy for someone when all you want is the same thing yourself and on the flipside your friends just want to be able to share their joy and excitement. Luckily, I believe it has turned out okay but so from your perspective what would you say to anyone going through the same kind of situation?

And lastly – what is this about a pleather leggings craze. I am glad I am not a slave to fashion!

Sara xoxo

Julie said...

I am afraid we will never find a newborn to adopt and that if we do we won't be able to afford the adoption.

It scared me when you talked about walking your own dogs and no more botox. We are considering giving up a car among other things so we can afford adoption, we walk our own dogs and I never get to drink Starbucks.

I'm going to be 44 this year and I'm afraid I will never be a mom.

We went into debt with 2 IUIs that were unsuccessful, and I've had 3 miscarriages.

I want to apply for your grand but I'm afraid there will be so many applicants now that you've been on the Today Show, that we don't stand a chance.

Why am I here?

I will talk to anyone and everyone about infertility and/or adoption. I even wear a shirt that says "I will be a mother!" Even my husband will discuss infertility and adoption with total strangers.

We have almost no friends because infertility isolated us. I have friends with teenage girls and they are sharing clothes now.

I'm afraid I will never be a mom, and it's all I think about, day and night.

In "then she found me" Helen Hunt says wanting to be a mom is like being hungry or having to pee. I totally agree.

Thanks for letting me vent.

Thank you for what you and Kipp do.

Love,
Julie