Thoughts of an infertile...

“Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.  I’ve had infertile thoughts.”

“Impure thoughts?”

“Oh, uh…no, no, INFERTILE thoughts.”

Yep, that’s me.  Oh, but wait, I’m not Catholic, I’m Episcopalian.  Well, a lapsed Episcopalian at that.  At least for the last couple of months anyway.  Since my third miscarriage.  *sigh* 

It boggles my mind how so many of us infertiles continue to have faith in God.  How do you ladies/gents do it?  I was raised in a religious household.  Baptized as a baby, confirmed at 13, have wonderful, meaningful relationships with my “church family”, the whole bit.  I have loved and embraced Christianity and worshiping in the Episcopal way, after all, where there are three or four Episcopalians gathered there is always a fifth! *slaps knee* Get it, get it!?!  Kind of true though.

Anyway, this blog is not meant to be a religious blog, or religious take on infertility and IVF, but it will come up from time to time since faith has always played an important role in my life.  And this loss of faith I am experiencing really is, well, devastating.  

I suppose this blog is going to be whatever it develops into on its own.  As my sister would say, “I’ll let it happen organically”.  *he he* I read so many amazing blogs, IVF blogs, crafting blogs, food blogs (good lord-the food blogs!!), so I thought, what the heck?  Why not start one myself?  Even if no one reads it, I figure it can be sort of like free therapy.  I have taken so much comfort in the other IVF/Infertility blogs that I read and am so appreciative of those telling their story. So here I am, ready to share mine and commiserate with all you lucky people experiencing the joys of what infertility has to offer!