These go to Eleven

So I was really gearing up for National Infertility Week this week, planning on blogging all the blogs, posting all the thoughtful posts to Facebook and just generally getting all insightful up in the Internet's business.

Then my infertility reminded me that there's no way I can be that much of a contributing member of society.

Making it Facebook Official

I bit the bullet this morning and made our infertility "Facebook Official" in honor of National Infertility Awareness Week. Here's my status, feel free to copy and use it yourself.

Today marks the start of National Infertility Awareness Week. Infertility is a life changing, devastating, invisible disease. 1 in 8 couples endure painful, invasive, and expensive medical intervention, just for the hope of having a child.

Couples like us.

So I’m coming out about our struggle this week to raise awareness. Suffering quietly makes it easy for society to dismiss this struggle as unimportant and perpetuates the cultural-silence and shame infertility patients are faced with at diagnosis. 

This year’s theme is “Join the Movement” and I’m joining by speaking up.

Learn more at http://resolve.org/niaw

 So far the response has been overwhelmingly positive. I'm hoping to post something every day to raise awareness. I also changed my cover photo to one of the awesome ones Keiko from The Infertility Voice made up. You can find them here: http://theinfertilityvoice.com/niaw-2013/

Baby Not On Board

This is my car

Imaginary blog readers, I want to take you on a magical journey through time. Back to the good old summer of 2011!

A fairly accurate representation of my feelings this past weekend

Liz lemon is my spirit animal.

IP&CB in the M - Fancy pants Downton Edition!

This time in Infertility, Pregnancy and Childbirth in the Media - thought you had enough "watching traumatic child birth scenes while taking high doses of fertility medications to last you several life times"? Well just wait - Downton Abbey is about to get all period drama on your period drama (oh wow, that was bad... I regret nothing)

Spoilers Ahoy!

Shake it off - Baby Monkey

IUI #4 dropped a big fat not pregnant on my lap this morning.  I was really hopeful for some crazy reason this month. Looks like we'll be rocking injectibles next cycle.

Oh well, for right now - here's a baby monkey riding backwards on a pig, because the world has gone insane.

Tired of Waiting

What follows is sort of raw, and more serious than anything I've written here so far, but it felt good to write.  I hesitated to publish it, but I want these feelings to be here.  Even if they stand in stark contrast to the usual humor I use to lighten this situation, they are how I feel right now and I want them here.