When I first started writing this blog, it was for about 6 friends. They all knew we were starting IVF, and I wanted a way to keep them updated without having to answer any questions about it. I wanted to be in control of what information got shared, and when. I stopped posting updates around the time of beta. I delayed posting about my BFPs, because if we had good news, I wanted to share it in person. If we had bad news, I didn’t want to share it at all. As other people have asked questions about all this, or as I feel compelled to explain to people why I’m carrying syringes in my purse, I send them the link too.
What I didn’t expect, was to find an entire community of like-minded bloggers, sharing their journeys and supporting each other. I’m a part of several online chat groups, several private Facebook groups, and one local group of infertiles who meet up for breakfast/beer (depending on time of day and how many are successfully pregnant at any given time) every few months. It’s really an amazing supportive community.
I’ve always had faith in the internet’s ability to bring people together. It is, after all, how I met my husband. But I never imagined how close I would feel to a group of anonymous women, many who I truly consider friends. Some I will never meet but still reach out and always let me know they are thinking of me. Some I can call up when I’m having a crappy day and they will meet me for margaritas. Never underestimate the therapeutic power of margaritas.
It’s a common theme among the blogs I read, as tonight kicks off IComLeaWe (International Comment Leaving Week) among the Stirrup Queens blogroll. It encourages people to reach out, share in each others’ stories, and leave a few words of support. You never know when a random blogger might turn out to be a true friend.