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This poem was written in one of the darkest days of my infertility journey, when I was overcome with grief and felt truly empty. It honors those feelings. My womb is empty. It is not full of life. It is empty. My body is not a vessel. My womb is empty. My arms hang limp … Continue reading Empty
Talking about infertility, identity, and living as a childless woman. Through my experiences with infertility treatments and inevitably ending up childless on the other side, I've realized on a profound level that our society is obsessed with women as mothers. Woman = mother, and womanhood = motherhood. As I've confronted this I've felt a drive … Continue reading Living as a Woman Without Children
A spring sun is rising,high in the skies above,to melt away the last of winters snow. The wind ushers in the warmth of summer.The smell of sweet muddy spring air. A new beginning.A fresh start.Another season. The earth is waking up from frozen slumber. All poetry and artwork are my own original works. Please do … Continue reading Spring Sun Rising
In honour of National Infertility Awareness Week, let's talk about the stigma and myths surrounding infertility. One of the things I repeatedly come back to in my experience of living with infertility is that I never really thought it was a possibility. We never learned about it in school, certainly not in sex-ed where we … Continue reading Infertility: Stigma & Myths
We are waiting on spring like a youth waits for their first kiss wistfully. Like one waits for the bus, each second passing by slowly, impatiently. Or like one waits for the work day to end, longingly. All poetry and artwork are my own original works. Please do not download, copy paste, or otherwise use … Continue reading Waiting on Spring
The grief of infertility. Like two little birds, we built a nest. With hard work together we gathered everything we would need to embark on a new journey together in parenthood. And then nothing happened. And now the nest sits empty. I learned somewhere along the way in our infertility journey that Hannah in the … Continue reading The Loss of Something Invisible, Mourning a Dream
I feel like 28 (for me at least)is about shaking off the last of the insecurity of your early twenties,and the anxious fervor of your mid twenties,and beginning to settle into the comfort and healthy boundaries of your 30s. I no longer need flashy things, although they're fun.But I crave comfort and softness and ease.Deeper … Continue reading 28
I don’t think there is anything quite as beautiful or magical as the sparkle of undisturbed freshly fallen snow. As the morning sun rises to find its noon hour pinnacle casting a thousand rainbows in all directions. Or as it sets and gently casts a pink, purple, and buttery yellow glowacross the millions of tiny … Continue reading A Thousand Rainbows In All Directions
With 2022 in the past I thought it was time to start thinking about what I want to read this year and set some reading goals! How do you feel about reading goals? Personally, I used to not like them. I felt like every time I set a reading goal I couldn't live up to … Continue reading My 2023 Reading Goals & TBR List
Talking about what I read in 2022 and whether or not I achieved my 2022 reading goals. As a part of my new year's resolutions, I set a goal to read 6 books in 2022. Maybe to some this is not an ambitious reading goal, but in past years I have really struggled to prioritize … Continue reading What I Read in 2022
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