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Sand Walls
It is a fact: I can’t feel anything. Not a single physical distress. Nothing. Nada… It is true. It is pure genetics. It is a fact of nature. When it comes to a couple’s infertility, the woman deals with all the … Continue reading
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Pacing myself
I like to sweat my stress off exercising; drifting away by doing something aerobic, something dynamic. I like activities that require my concentration and my dedication while not being too demanding from a coordination stand point. Therefore, my workout choices … Continue reading
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Breaks
From time to time, I would feel stuck during our drive on the couple’s infertility road. I would feel frozen, incapable of any movement and of making any decisions in regards to where to go next. I would feel as … Continue reading
Hope
When enough is enough? This is a question I have felt having the answer for many, many times. An answer I felt conviction in giving, even though I sensed a painful guilt in admitting it. An answer I felt logic, … Continue reading
There is nothing like home…
I think I found where “home” is when it comes to our infertility treatment. But, before I reveal its address, let me put a few things in context… I was born in Brazil and came to Canada when I was … Continue reading