How I Chose The Road Not Taken To Achieve Fertility

Choices: are hard sometimes.

I remember watching a game show when I was younger and you had to choose either Door #1 or Door #2 not knowing what was behind either...this always caused me so much anxiety. Ugh! What if Door #1 was better than Door #2 and vice versa.  It was all too much.  So now fast forward to real life and here I am again with needing to choose the right door.  

The fertility path can feel this way.  You may feel like if you choose one path, it will be the wrong one and now you have lost all that time.  But everyone's path will look different, because we are all individuals.  No two paths can be alike!

However, the louder voices are the ones heard most often.  And those voices didn’t reflect my core intuition.  When you look up the words infertility and fertility, there isn’t much diversity. One group tends to use Western medicine and the other---well there is no other that is out there shouting the information.  Hence, I created this blog and my website to get the information out to women who are seeking different methods.  Those different methods can include acupuncture, cranial-sacral therapy, homeopathy, chinese herbs, yoga, feng shui, chiropractic, etc... 

The methods I used are not for everyone, especially if you are the type of personality that uses math and science to make your decisions.   You see, I definitely do not reside in that realm entirely.  I used almost every alternative method to achieve my goal of fertility three times.

It is hard to choose a path.  Choices are hard sometimes. 

I am here to guide you by sharing all of the techniques I used. Because maybe behind both doors there is a child. So no matter what your choice, it is the right one for now.

The Road Not Taken

Robert Frost - 1874-1963

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

Be Well! Carry On, Goddesses!