Traveling down a familiar road

I felt convicted to dust off the old blog and share my personal words with you again. If you’ve been a past reader, you’ve been with me through all of my past struggles-struggles of endometriosis, the struggles of infertility. If you are new here, clicking the link on a whim because I posted it on my Facebook feed, welcome. It’s going to get real. It’s going to get personal. I share deep down with you, in the hopes that one person will be able to find the courage to seek help or find solace in that you are not alone.

I write again with perhaps a slightly different viewpoint than before. Before, I experienced an ache so deep that I never thought the pain would go away. It was a pain that couldn’t be soothed from the countless surgeries and medications. It was the ache of a woman desperate to be a mother.

That ache is gone. I am a lucky one. I realize that there are countless women who still have the ache, and every day I pray for you, hoping you’ll find relief from the misery, from the darkness that can be all consuming.

With all the hope, optimism, and prayer, I lived for the first 2 and a half years of my children’s lives pain and symptom free. Then like the gradual growth of your shadow, the symptoms and pain returned. I lived in denial, perhaps too long, letting it get to a crippling point. I am now at a point where denial doesn’t work. It’s a reality.

On the road to surgery: Week 4 & 5

This is part four in a series of posts that chronicle the latest installment of my struggle with infertility and endometriosis. This series does contain medical information. I am sharing my story so that others who may experience struggles of infertility know that they are not alone in your struggles. You can read part one here, part two here, part three here,  and part four here. 

Just as a reminder, these posts contain medical information. I'm also way oversharing here, but I don't care--I hope that one day this reaches one person and their lives are changed for the better.

On the road to surgery: Week 3

This is part four in a series of posts that chronicle the latest installment of my struggle with infertility and endometriosis. This series does contain medical information. I am sharing my story so that others who may experience struggles of infertility know that they are not alone in your struggles. You can read part one here, part two here, and part three here. 

Just as a reminder, these posts contain medical information. I'm also way oversharing here, but I don't care--it's my blog and I'll write what I want (read in a sassy voice). Thank you in advance for your prayers, your stories, and kind words. The children I see on a daily basis are a huge blessing and keep me going.

On the road to surgery: Week 2

This is part three in a series of posts that chronicle the latest installment of my struggle with infertility and endometriosis. This series does contain medical information. I am sharing my story so that others who may experience struggles of infertility know that they are not alone in your struggles. You can read part one here and part two here. 

Thank you to all of you who have read this, and who have asked me how I am doing. Right now, that's a day by day, moment by moment call. I appreciate each and everyone of your comments and questions.

This next week was full of disbelief and hilarity. At this point, all I could do was laugh at my situation--I knew if I didn't laugh, I'd get depressed and I didn't want to be depressed. So I found laughter in the weirdest of situations. Again, you are warned...this contains medical information and is probably an overshare...

On the road to surgery: Week 1

This is part two in a series of posts that chronicle the latest installment of my struggle with infertility and endometriosis. This series does contain medical information. I am sharing my story so that others who may experience struggles of infertility know that they are not alone in your struggles. You can read part one here. 

I last wrote in July about how I was blindsided by pain and visited the Baylor ER in Waxahachie and found out that I had two ovarian cysts. I never updated, because it was a whirlwind and I never knew quite how to put it into words. I've since found my words and decided that the struggle over the last month and a half needed to be shared. I'm going to write this as a series chronicaling the last few weeks.