Mother’s Day. To most of the world it’s merely two words made up of ten letters. Just another day to be found amongst the calendar year of special occasions. For the cynical, it’s a feat of commerciality, offering overpriced bubble bath and glittery cards. For the optimist, it’s a chance to honour, to praise, to … More Mother’s Day – Two words. Ten letters.
IVF is a full-time job. The appointments are endless and if it’s not the appointments, it’s the reams of paperwork. If it’s not the paperwork, it’s the procedures. Then there’s the medicating, the scans, the blood tests, the research, the injecting. And if it’s none of the above, it’s the emotional trauma, which is always … More Heartbreak, hope and hormones in the workplace
Four years ago, last week, my son was “defrosted”. This was the culmination of years of trying to conceive, multiple cycles of IVF, miscarriage and repeated heartbreak. Yet, with thanks to advances in reproductive science, he was created in a petri-dish, vitrified, thawed and is currently a very happy and active three-year-old boy. Medical science … More Frozen, fortunate and fighting
For today’s post I thought I’d try something a little bit different! A spotlight on: Fertility Network UK. As some of you may know I work alongside FNUK as a local volunteer, acting as an additional resource for individuals experiencing infertility. I’m there as a listening ear, an advocate, a champion and real person. Someone … More A Spotlight On: Fertility Network UK