Accepting a label about ourselves can set us down the wrong path, and prevent us from seeing and experiencing our unlimited health, wholeness and happiness. Kay Stroud, a health blogger from Northern-Eastern Australia shares how she prayed after being labelled infertile. This blog was first published in the Northern Star on September 30, 2015.
“The rule is, jam to-morrow and jam yesterday – but never jam to-day,” the Queen tells Alice in Through the Looking Glass. The rule hints at what is too widely accepted: good always belongs to some other time.
That might be how one in six Australian couples of reproductive age feel. That is the percentage affected by infertility, which is still an unthinkable prospect for many.
Various treatments are available these days, including medication, surgery, sperm/egg/embryo donors and IVF treatment.
Apart from the cost and undergoing rigorous physical regimens, some treatments come with uncomfortable physical side effects, health risks, invasive methods and monthly emotional trauma when success is not readily apparent.
In all these ways, “good” does indeed seem to belong to some other time for many young couples.
I can empathise with that feeling. That was the case for me, too. I felt I’d never enjoy what everyone else seemed to be enjoying “today.”