Go Get Me Back
Infertility & the Friday Night Date Cure
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“Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.” The Neurotic's Notebook
My fertility journey is similar to the four seasons and I am frozen in a long winter. It began in spring with fresh hope and the arrival of rosy rhubarb, fields of buttercups, hopping lambs and the scent of fiddleheads in the air.
Then came the summer and my spirit was sunny, bright and full of promise. I was as chipper as a bird at breakfast.
In autumn, things started to change as my essence began to fade. I was brittle and breaking.
Then came winter and my hope was dead like a leaf, yet still clinging on; waiting. The wind shook the last of me as I stood alone, bare in the cold, just as I was. Nothing to offer the world. No bird could nest in the barren crook of me. My empty stomach; a tree hollow.
I survived, barely, but am left bitter and old. Mother Nature's cycle returns with a fruitless spring, but will inevitably come again with a punishing winter.
The frost is always on the prowl and will sneak up on us. I was done fighting with the winter of my life and being bogged down and cooped up for months. So, I peeled off the heavy layers of woolies, snow coats, scarfs and mittens and allowed the warm sunshine to defrost my heart.
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This book is for you if you have ever:
done a handstand after lovemaking to work with gravity.
• overdosed on black licorice to heighten fertility.
• faked a thermometer reading for good measure.
In between the “heavy boot” chapters of infertility, I share a hodgepodge of our Friday night date escapes. I give creative date ideas to feed the relationship and give it a vacation.
On Friday night, we take turns creating and surprising each other with a theme date. The dates are a mix of fun, artsy, outdoorsy, adventurous, glamorous, silly, cultural, sentimental, elaborate, and humbly homemade. It is on these dates we found our answer.
What happens if you are kind, optimistic, spiritual vegetarians who have tried every natural and Western medical measure to get pregnant and still you have no bump? How long would you defy your real purpose? I gave it longer than I should have, I didn’t realize I wanted to be healthy and in a good marriage more than I wanted to have a baby. I sacrificed a lot in trying to get pregnant, but when it came down to trading in my health and husband for a child, my choice became clear. I wanted our lives to be happy, giving and prosperous.
This is my journey there.