Childless Mamas Blog

Do you blog?

jesst79 — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 16:31:25 +0000

I was always a reader of blogs until I had my miscarriages. Then I started to feel I should share what I go thru and hopefully it can help someone after journey we are on.

Finding infertilty blogs: http://infertility.about.com/b/2008/07/18/getting-started-with-an-infertility-blog.htm?nl=1

Starting a infertility blog and why: http://infertility.about.com/od/copingwithinfertility/a/ttc_blog.htm?nl=1

Do you have a blog? Share on About.com’s forum http://forums.about.com/n/pfx/forum.aspx?tsn=1&nav=messages&webtag=ab-infertility&tid=6717&nl=1

Fertilethoughts.com board

jesst79 — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 16:09:45 +0000

fertilethoughts.com

A great place to make friends, rant and rave, and share experiences.

I am not affiliated with fertilethoughts.com. I am just a member who loves it

More information on ureaplasma

jesst79 — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 16:02:56 +0000

http://www.beachcenter.com/medical/u-urealyticum.shtml

I found a website that more information on ureaplasma.

Off topic – Project Pink for Susan G. Komen for the Cure

jesst79 — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 09:30:35 +0000

Hi all:

October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Start your own fundraising duck at munchkin.com to raised money for a great cause.

I love to do this every year since I found out a dear friend was diagnosed with breast cancer.

Pass the info on your friends and family!
Have a great day!

http://www.munchkin.com/projectpink/email_a_duck.php

Did you know that a helpful micro-organism can cause miscarriage?

jesst79 — Thu, 17 Jul 2008 06:17:38 +0000

We have many micro-organisms living harmlessly—even helpfully—in our female and male reproductive tracts. However, some certain bacteria can cause us problems!

What are names of these troublesome little guys? Mycoplasma hominis and ureaplasma urealyticum!

We can live our lives normally and not even know (no symptoms) we have until we start to have a miscarriage and then the doctor will do a test.

What happens is the infection with these bacteria can inflame the endometrium (the lining of the uterus), making it impossible for an embryo to develop.

Hello world!

jesst79 — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 09:20:59 +0000

Welcome to Childless Mama’s Blog.

Feel free to vent, cry, tell us what how you are feeling.

Childless Mamas blog is for women who have chemical pregnancies, early pregnancy loss, miscarriage or struggling to have a baby but can not due to finances, no partner, etc.

Childless Mother – A Poem

jesst79 — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 09:51:02 +0000

Childless Mother – A Poem

I am a childless mother.
There is an empty hole in my heart
Where my child is supposed to be.
Where there should be squeals and laughter
There is nothing but mind-numbing silence.
And look, there, in the corner sitting idly,
Waiting, is a child’s rocker, my rocker-
The rocker that I sued to sit in and imagine
Rocking my baby instead of just a doll.
And I realize, that as empty as that rocker seems,
My arms feel even heavier with the emptiness.
How can emptiness feel so heavy?
That emptiness carries my broken dreams,
My disppointments, my resentment.
Flutterby kisses never shared,
Laughter never heard,
Tears never brushed away
All weigh more than a child ever will.
There is an empty hole in my heart
Where my child is supposed to be.
I am a childless mother.

You Who Never Arrived

jesst79 — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 09:32:15 +0000

You Who Never Arrived

Rainer Maria Rilke

You who never arrived in my arms, Beloved, who were lost from the start, I don't even know what songs would please you. I have given up trying to recognize you in the surging wave of the next moment. All the immense images in me-- the far-off, deeply-felt landscape, cities, towers, and bridges, and unsuspected turns in the path, and those powerful lands that were once pulsing with the life of the gods- all rise within me to mean you, who forever elude me. You, Beloved, who are all the gardens I have ever gazed at, longing. An open window in a country house--, and you almost stepped out, pensive, to meet me. Streets that I chanced upon,-- you had just walked down them and vanished. And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors were still dizzy with your presence and, startled, gave back my too-sudden image. Who knows? perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us yesterday, seperate, in the evening... Translated by Stephen Mitchell