Hi my name is Rachel

Some days I feel sad. Some days I feel confused. Some days I feel pissed. Some days I feel content.

Today I feel identified.

During the infertility process, it becomes VERY easy to immerse yourself in the process. You are fully consumed in the day to day, watching what you eat, the medication timings, the doctor appointments, taking notes during phone calls and meetings. It's a difficult journey, for sure, and if you aren't careful, you can lose yourself.

A lot of people go through identity crises. Who am I? What's my purpose? Et cetera. For people struggling with infertility, it feels like such a big and important part of your life, you begin to identify yourself with it. You hear "how are yous" and feel compelled to answer honestly about your heavy heart. Discussions regarding money inspire desires to tell people about how much infertility costs and how much they just don't know. Any conversation or situation can be spun to be analyzed through a infertile lens.

I'm tired of doing that to myself.

If there's anything I've learned in the past few weeks, it's that I'm a lot of things.



I'm a good teacher.

I love to dance.

I have a good sense of humor (or at least an 8th grade level humor).

I'm creative.

I'm a big baseball fan.

I'm a good baker.

I love to read.




I want to stop seeing life through this limited scope of infertility. No matter how that particular journey turns out, I will have SO many other journeys. Not one journey defines me.

I'm not infertile. I'm Rachel. THAT'S who I am. I need to start acting like it.