I never thought we would find ourselves in a IVF Clinic. Sitting there in that modern office room with beautiful paintings of little blastocyst's decorating the wall. I felt like an imposter. I kept thinking about how many other couples sat in this same office, in these same chairs who had it worse than we have. I felt selfish for being there because we already have two amazing, smart and beautiful blessings.
That's the thing about Infertility. It doesn't discriminate and it has a way of making you feel ashamed, isolated and guilty for something you have no control over.
I have to learn to forgive myself for the guilt and forgive my body because, for some reason things aren't working like they should or use to and it's okay to ask for help. It's okay to receive that help, no matter what part of your infertility journey you or your partner are on.
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