Showing posts with label infertility. Show all posts
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03 October 2019

OctPoWriMo 3 - Barren

Today's prompt is womb. This one was a little painful to write for me.

Image by Marion Wunder from Pixabay


Barren

“There is nothing more important to society than the raising of children, for its very survival requires it.”

Desolate
Empty
Dry and dead
The wind cries across the arid expanse
Seeds don’t sprout here
Rain doesn’t fall here

Nothing but sand and bare rocks as far as the eye can see

“...they have many of the collateral features of marriage, but they do not have its inherent feature, as they cannot commit to the natural procreation of children.”

Natural
Real
Creation
But nothing grows here

“They cannot therefore be married.”

My womb is empty, dry, and dead
I do not have the inherent feature

~
All quotes by Andrew Scheer, leader of the Conservative Party of Canada

16 October 2012

OctPoWriMo 16 - What Choice?

Today's prompt challenged us to pick a side on an issue. I decided to write on something that is very controversial but is personally very painful for me. Any attacks in the comments will be instantly deleted.
For more on my personal struggle, see OctPoWriMo 11 - Sometimes.


What Choice?

You say you're pro-choice?
Good for you.
I don't get that choice.
I'm like a starving person
Watching someone toss their leftovers.
I'd take them.
I'd take them all,
I'd love them all.
My choice means nothing though.
I still have no child.

07 February 2012

It Will Happen

Sometimes babies make me sad. Now, don't get me wrong; I love babies and children. I want to have at least 4 or 5 of my own someday. And there's the rub: I have none of my own. Seeing those adorable little faces and hands and feet...it just makes me so happy and yet a little bit sad: happy that someone was blessed with a child, but sad that I was not.
I believe that someday I will have at least one baby of my own. I feel that God told me that it will happen; those were the words I heard: "It will happen. Maybe not right away; but it will happen." I'm holding onto that, through each month of disappointment, through each negative pregnancy test. It will happen.
Someday, a baby will make me so happy.