There is an issue that many people experience but very rarely will you find someone opening discussing the topic. To me it feels like a word that is so taboo that it must be whispered but this shouldn’t be the case.
Maybe because the topic is so raw, real, personal, devastating, and for some life long that it takes our breath away when we utter the word; making it a whisper that haunts our very soul.
The word is infertility. No one’s talking about it but a huge percent of people suffer from this.
I thought when I started this blog I would be open and honest about our experiences, while living abroad in the hopes it might help anyone who read it. This is a topic I haven’t wanted to discuss outside of a few friends and family but now I can’t keep quiet anymore. I want you to know if you are suffering with this; YOU ARE NOT ALONE!
I have been blessed with being a mother 4 times now, with only one baby in my arms to hold. It’s debilitating when you think about loosing three children. Three children, who had a heartbeat, who we dreamed about, who we were ready to do anything for; to be told “I’m sorry. I have bad news.”
I am currently going through my third miscarriage. I have surgery on Wednesday morning. Although I don’t know if I am ready to discuss this topic yet, I’m feeling compelled to share. Over the next few weeks I will be sharing our story and struggles with getting pregnant, having our boy, to suffering through three very different miscarriages, two of which have happened in Bangkok.
I ask if you know someone going through this or has had this happen to them share this link, it might be helpful to feel like there is someone out there like them. I also ask for your prayers for our family, as this is a very sad time for us.
Love to you all.