The Real Reason I Started Talking About Infertility (And Why You’re Probably Here, Too)

Baby-making is fun… until it isn’t.

At first, it’s lighthearted — “Let’s just see what happens!” quickly turns into you, legs up the wall, scrolling fertility forums and whispering affirmations to your ovaries like a motivational coach. You start Googling miracle supplements, download four fertility apps, and suddenly you’re an unpaid scientist, spiritualist, and mathematician — all rolled into one exhausted human.

What started as “not trying” morphs into color-coded calendars, basal temperature charts, and full-blown fertility espionage. You know exactly what “9DPO” means, have Amazon on auto-order for pregnancy test strips, and have probably contemplated whether pineapple cores are, in fact, magic.

And through it all? Everyone tells you to “just relax.”

As if that phrase alone could reverse years of biology, hormone imbalances, and heartbreak. Spoiler alert: it can’t.

When the Fun Turns into a Full-Time Job

Infertility has this sneaky way of turning your life into a second career. You’re constantly scheduling appointments, tracking cycles, analyzing data like you’re trying to solve a Cold Case file. And all the while, your emotions are running marathons your body never signed up for.

If you’re pursuing fertility treatments, the stakes get even higher. Every test, every blood draw, every injection feels like another invoice to your hope account. It’s sterile, expensive, and exhausting — a process that demands vulnerability while you’re expected to stay calm and optimistic.

You do the math. You know how much each vial, embryo, and round of medication costs — down to the dollar. You start budgeting in terms of “what could’ve been the baby’s college fund.”

And still, you show up.

Because hope is the thing with feathers… and infertility teaches you how to keep it perched there, even when the wind tries to blow it away.

The Guilt, The Guessing, The Google Spiral

Infertility guilt is a beast. You wonder what you did wrong, what you ate wrong, how you slept wrong, or which cosmic rule you broke. You compare your journey to others — as if there’s any fair comparison.

You see people “just deciding to try” and getting pregnant a month later, while you’re knee-deep in supplements, acupuncture appointments, and moon rituals, wondering if the universe missed your memo.

Let me tell you something I wish someone had told me earlier:
You’re not broken. You’re not behind. You’re not doing it wrong.

Science can guide us. Therapy can support us. But the rest? The rest is grace.

The Heart Behind My Work

I started my practice and this space — this community — because I was that woman. The one who did everything “right” and still stared at single pink lines month after month. The one who felt the stress of treatments, the sting of loss, and the silence that follows another “I’m so sorry.”

And I also became the woman who decided to rewrite the narrative.

Therapy became my compass. It gave me language for what I was feeling, tools for how to cope, and perspective to step back from the chaos. It’s where I learned that sometimes the bravest thing you can do isn’t another round of testing — it’s taking a deep breath and giving yourself permission to rest.

That’s why I integrate therapy, nutrition, and exercise in my work — because infertility isn’t just a medical journey. It’s emotional, physical, spiritual, and deeply human.

Let’s Debunk Some Myths (Because You Deserve Better Than Google)

💊 Myth 1: There’s a miracle supplement that guarantees pregnancy.
Truth: Nope. NAC, CoQ10, DHEA, DHA — they can help support your health, but they’re not magic. Supplements should complement your care, not define your worth.

🧘 Myth 2: Exercise or stress “causes” infertility.
Truth: There’s zero evidence that working out or being stressed ruins your fertility. You’re allowed to move, to live, to have a life outside of tracking ovulation apps.

🩺 Myth 3: If you just “stay positive,” it will happen.
Truth: Positivity doesn’t equal pregnancy. But therapy can help you navigate the pain, find balance, and process the grief that comes with each cycle.

Finding Your Power Again

Here’s what I know: the infertility industry profits off your fear and confusion. The truth is much simpler — you don’t need to fix yourself. You need to find yourself again within the storm.

Infertility might feel like it’s taking over your life, but it doesn’t get to take your power, your humor, or your hope. Therapy can help you reconnect with all of that — the parts of you that feel lost in the waiting room.

If you’re in this season — whether newly diagnosed, knee-deep in IVF, or supporting someone who is — you belong here. You’re not alone. You’re not broken. You’re just human, doing something incredibly hard with more grace than you realize.

So let’s stop making ourselves smaller to fit into other people’s timelines. Let’s stop believing we’re doing it wrong. Let’s stop chasing the “miracle fix” — and instead, start making peace, finding empowerment, and building community.

Because maybe the real miracle isn’t the two pink lines — maybe it’s rediscovering who you are while waiting for them. 🌿