If you don’t mind, I’d like to share a bit of my story with you. It is something that I get emotional speaking about. It is something I don’t often share with those outside my innermost circle. It is something I’ve never before discussed publically.
It is INFERTILITY.
Sure, I’ve eluded to it. I’ve casually mentioned it on my website, or in conversations with clients. But, I’ve never really cracked it wide open like I’m about to.
And, you know what? It scares the you know what out of me.
I like to hope that we’re all put on this earth to do something special. For such a long time I didn’t know what I was here to do. I floundered from job to job looking for my place. For something I was REALLY good at. Something that made me special. For a long time, I thought that was going to be me being a Mom. So imagine my devastation when at the ripe “old” age of 31 a doctor told me I couldn’t have babies on my own. I’ll NEVER FORGET that moment. Sitting at my kitchen table. For some reason, the person I wanted to tell was my Nana. I called her and cried to her; sharing my fears and my crushed dreams. There wasn’t anything that she, or anyone else, could have possibly said that would have made me feel better.
And so a journey began. Filled with emotions only someone going through infertility could understand. Heartache. Fear. Frustration. Shame. Anger. And, fleeting moments of joy and hope. I dove deep into an online community of similarly tortured women who all understood what I was feeling. It was the only thing that got me through those years and for that I will be forever grateful. You know who you are and I thank you from the bottom of my soul. Only you can understand why I am still sitting here and crying…even though years have passed.
Only a women that has walked in these shoes can understand. Others might think they can. I’m sorry, you just can’t. You do not understand the pain of fearing you may never reach your dream of being a Mom. So we seek out others like us. We whisper to each
other. And it is for this reason I need to tell my story. It is for this reason that I can now see why I was put here to serve a mission.
That feeling of having no control over any of it was just the worst. I spent hours online trolling the internet for some shred of information that might make me fertile again. Heck, I didn’t even need to be fertile. I just wanted the fertility treatments to work. I clung desperately to stories of pineapple cores and bromelaine.
My infertility experience is what brought me to nutrition. I used food to heal my body. I use food to prevent infertility in my own children. I use my knowledge of food every day. Now it is time that I break my silence and share my entire story and allow all my gifts to help empower the women who desperately want to be Mommy.
I’m ready to open up and share my journey with others that might desperately cling to the information I now have. The information I wish I’d had all those years ago.
If you are suffering quietly with infertility, please contact me today for a completely PRIVATE, confidential and FREE, 20 minute breakthrough session: https://my.timedriver.com/TZMVM or call for an appointment (301) 565-4924.
