What’s with the stupid questions?

Why do people ask such bizarre questions? When you get to a certain age (especially as a female), people decide its socially acceptable to ask highly personal questions. It starts with ‘when are you getting a boy/girl friend’, then progresses to ‘when are you getting married’ (perhaps, Joyce, I don’t agree with your view on … Continue reading What’s with the stupid questions?


I’m sitting here, knowing that I have to write this, for myself more than anything but at the same time not really knowing what to write. So, here goes... What do I know about infertility. Both everything and nothing; it’s such a complex, heartbreaking and distressing beast that it’s tough to even articulate. Even the … Continue reading Infertility