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As of today, Dallin and I are “officially” dealing with infertility, diagnosed with infertility, or whatever you want to call it. Infertility is officially defined as not being able to get pregnant despite having frequent, unprotected sex for at least a year (mayoclinic.org). I never thought I would end up saying this, I never thought the year mark would come around, but here it is, and I am moving forward with hope and faith that everything will work out the way it needs to.<\/p>\n
I have thought a lot about whether this is something worth sharing on the internet. Meanwhile, over the last few months, I personally have turned the internet inside out searching for any and every blog post about infertility. I’d call it an unhealthy obsession, but whenever I could get my hands on a blog or a personal video of a couple\u2019s infertility journey, I felt less alone and a little more hopeful.<\/p>\n
So I write this to that one other couple out there wanting to relate with someone. I write this because writing\u00a0and sharing help me process everything. It\u00a0helps me feel less isolated whenever I share a part of myself, and this has been a big issue consuming my mind for the last year.<\/p>\n
I understand that\u00a0struggling with infertility is a mostly private thing and\u00a0some prefer not to talk\u00a0to people about it. We all deal with hardships\u00a0in\u00a0the best way that\u00a0we\u00a0can, but for me\u00a0sharing and being open brings me comfort and lightens my burden.<\/p>\n
The other difficulty in writing about infertility is the knowledge that my case isn’t even the worst. Who am\u00a0I to write about my struggles, when other people struggle for years? I’ve never lost a child or dealt with the heartache or knowing for a fact that I’ll never have kids. We’ve been trying a year and we have just barely begun the next steps in the process. I know that\u00a0people struggle\u00a0for\u00a0much longer than that. The posts that I write\u00a0are personal to\u00a0my situation and are not meant\u00a0to be preachy. This is more a space to write about the emotional struggles that I have faced as well as\u00a0the physical health problems\u00a0I experience. And while I might feel awkward if I begin posting about this and then suddenly get pregnant, I can live with that.<\/p>\n
This is just the beginning of several posts talking about our journey over the past year and what has brought us to where we are now. \u00a0Eventually, time will catch up with me and depending on how we progress or I how I feel about this, I will continue to blog about the steps we are taking to address our infertility. I don’t have a timeline for how often I will write, and some days it may be harder than others, but I want to do this!<\/p>\n
Dallin and I are happy and are filled with faith for what is to come. I know with all of my heart that God has a plan for us that is bigger than anything I can plan. This knowledge brings me so much peace and I don’t know how I would survive without lots of prayer, fasting, and studying His word. I have felt and prayed about being open about this part of our lives and I know that if anything it will help me come to terms with everything that is happening.<\/p>\n
If you are interested in following along, you can sign up here <\/a>to get notified each time I post. If you feel like it, please feel free and open to share with me your own experiences. Each couple’s journey is so personal, but talking with others or hearing their\u00a0stories helps me so much. You can email me<\/a>,\u00a0comment on any post, or reach out via social media.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" As of today, Dallin and I are “officially” dealing with infertility, diagnosed with infertility, or whatever you want to call it. Infertility is officially defined as not being able to get pregnant despite having frequent, unprotected sex for at least a year (mayoclinic.org). I never thought I would end up saying this, I never thought […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1455,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[36,20],"tags":[41,39,37,38],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1453"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1453"}],"version-history":[{"count":15,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1453\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1523,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1453\/revisions\/1523"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1455"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1453"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1453"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1453"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}