The origin of Infertile Myrtle

I bet you're wondering how I came up with such a witty catchy name? Well the truth is I didn't. Everyone has heard of Barren Karen surely? Unlucky for me I'd been called this name before when trying to conceive with my ex-husband, but where did Myrtle come from? That would be my current partner. We were sat at my friends talking about her Polycystic ovaries and her husband had decided to call her Polycystic Polly because who doesn't name people struggling with fertility? In that moment my partner with a gleam in his eye turned to me and just like that Infertile Myrtle rolled so smoothly off his quick-witted tongue.

I know some may think that its insensitive but to tell you the truth it brought me to tears with laughter, because anyone who is going through what we are currently undergoing will know the stress, anger, anxiety, the unknown and the heart ache that goes along with it. For me it's like anything, you have to be able to laugh at things, whether it’s at yourself for getting in an awkward sex position knowing full well it’s going to lead on to an embarrassing queef, or your partner naming you Myrtle. Take all the laughs you can get. Trust me I'm a Doctor. Legit. Totally not but I could have been and not just some crazy infertile keyboard warrior, but I digress.

I'm in the early stages and the main thing I must concentrate on is the weight loss. My next appointment the lovely specialist who I get the privilege of being under is going to scan me for the first time, check I am in fact still losing weight (I’d lost 10kg by the second appointment) because I was horrendously big. Now I'm all for people loving themselves in their own skin no matter what their size but the truth is for me I was 19st 2.8lbs to be precise (and that wasn't my heaviest) uncomfortable, unfit, unhealthy and desperately wanting to be a mother which I've yearned for since I was at least 18.

Just a bit of a question but why? Why do I have this longing to become a mother? Why does it never switch off? No house, new car, clothes, Xbox's, multiple orgasms and not even the love of my two fur babies can ever satisfy this longing. If you do have the answers, then I congratulate you and wish to be privy to this knowledge that I greatly lack. Thank you in advance.

Well anyway after researching what's the best way to handle the stress of all that is going on in my pretty simple life was to write it down, and what better way to write it down then to blog? At least that way even if one person reads this and is going through the same situation as me you can take comfort in the fact you can call yourself Infertile Myrtle instead of Barren Karen.