Why choosing a clinic is a bit like online dating…

When you start on the fertility journey – loathe this term, but nothing else quite captures the unexpected roadblocks, accidents, deadends, wrong turns and suddenly parts of clear sailing that you find yourself experiencing – you may need to make a choice on which fertility clinic you choose.

This is where it gets a bit like internet dating (which I also have far too much experience of…)

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Coping with infertility

Some days it feels as though the entire world around you is either pregnant or accompanied by children. And odds are, that the days you are thinking this are the days when you are least able to cope with it. Perhaps you just started your period (again!), perhaps you’re in limbo waiting to hear from your doctor about possible options, or perhaps you just had bad news from your clinic. Whatever the reason, sometimes it feels as though the whole world has become a childrens playground.

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The idiots guide to making babies (Or how on earth did any of us get here anyway?)

Now, I don’t know about you, but I don’t remember much from my sex education at school. What I do remember is some labelling of anatomy diagrams and our biology teacher trying to explain periods, getting flustered and mumbling something about making sure we disposed of our pads properly in the bin. Suffice it to say I’ve learnt a lot about my own bloody body in the past few years which I am fairly sure I should have already known. However, in talking to friends it appears I am not the only one with substandard knowledge of reproduction and the reproductive system, so buckle up as I’m going to attempt to explain in my idiots guide to making babies. Enjoy.

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Unsolicited advice (Or fuck the actual fuck off)

Today I’m in Africa on holiday, Namibia to be precise, and I just had an experience I have had many times before from different well meaning people. It gave me the way to start this post, the title of which has been in my head for over 2 years and is essentially what I would like to reply to all the unsolicited advice and comments I have received over the past few years and have instead (mainly) just smiled politely. Let’s begin.

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