This week is National Infertility Awareness week. 1 in 8 are impacted by infertility. I wish I could say I’ve conquered this trial and am over it - but It’ll always be a part of me. If I could say anything to my sweet friends dealing with this garbage, it’s to know you’re not alone. To reach out to those who have struggled or are struggling to be there for you. To not give up. To realize it’ll all be worth it someday and keep pressing on. Advice for everyone else? Be compassionate. Don’t complain about your glucose drink or staying up for countless hours in the middle of the night. So many couples would do anything to have those experiences. Be compassionate. Be kind. Everyone’s fighting a battle, and infertility could be one of them.
I’m definitely one of the lucky ones. And I think I need to thank God more for these siblings of mine. Trevor and I could easily break down in a million tears when talking about our siblings. Each one of them is incredible. Whether blood or not, these people are my people. And ones I couldn’t live without. Love you cuties. #nationalsiblingsday
Wasn’t sure I’d ever feel comfortable posting a “bump” picture. But here’s my halfway work bathroom selfie (cue Livin on a Prayer) of our little bean, or cantaloupe now, apparently. These last few weeks have been weird for me. I have had an enormous amount of guilt. The primary source of it comes from me being pregnant and others aren’t, when they’d like to be. It’s an odd feeling I’ve never had before. I don’t feel deserving. Other people should be granted this righteous desire when they, themselves, are extremely righteous people. It’s hard to explain. And I’m trying to work through it. We’re excited to be parents. We’re so ready. And terrified. But I couldn’t feel more grateful that the big man upstairs is trusting me with this little lady.
I spent the day in San Francisco for work. When I first started using Uber, I learned from everyone around me to sit in the back. After all, the driver is taking you places - no need to engage. The last few times I have requested an Uber or Lyft, I have decided to sit in the front (even though that’s kinda unheard of when it’s just you and some rando), and get to know the driver. YOU GUYS. This small, simple, decision has changed my world! Today, William, a 56 year old Guatemalan man, drove me from my Partners office to the airport. For 40 minutes, we chatted about when he came to America, his experience here, his family, and the hard work he has had the FREEDOM to do to accomplish his American dream. By the end of the ride, William and I were laughing so hard we were crying (I even recorded his laugh - it was hysterical)! Apparently he’s never had a sarcastic guest ride in his car before. William thanked me for choosing Uber and said, “I’m one of the most serious people I know. But you made me laugh harder than I have in probably 15 years!” Traveling, and more-so traveling alone, has allowed me to meet such amazing people. I’ve chosen to continue to get out of my comfort zone. Y’all should too. Talk to strangers! Put yourself out there! Sit in the passenger seat of a damn Uber. You’ll be impressed, I promise. Even if you’re uncomfortable trying to pull words out of people.
This weekend, we celebrated our S I X T H anniversary! It feels like marriage just keeps getting better and better, which I didn’t think was possible. I love you, Mr. Schroeder! I choose you foreva eva. 💕
Firstly, THANK YOU for the love. I didn’t know we had so much support. It makes me cry! I love you all so much. Secondly, I was so hesitant to post an announcement. For a lot of reasons. But mostly because of my dear friends who are also struggling with the trial of trying to conceive. I know the pain of a baby announcement. I understand how much it hurts and how confusing it is to be happy for your friends but so upset and heartbroken for yourself. If I could give one piece of advice, it would be to NOT give up. I almost threw in the towel 2 or 3 times. But the joy that’s coming for you is unexplainable and worth every ounce of pain you’re feeling. Shocking, I know. Don’t give up. Keep fighting. Press on. And please know I continue to pray for each and every one of you.