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The Black Sheep

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

In my teens I had my perfect life all planned out; married in my 20s, 3 kids by the time I'm 30 and we all live happily ever after. By my early 30s I found myself single again and things not going quite to plan.

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In Our Stories Tags Edwards syndrome, watching from a distance, part of the herd
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Who

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

I get concerned about being alone and disabled and having to move into a nursing home.

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In Our Stories Tags ageing without children, who will help
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My Empty Arms

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

It’s like the light inside me faded, and now is gone
That little flicker of hope, faded and died, the day I lost my son

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In Our Stories Tags childless poetry, words have power, the deepest pain
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Full of Hope

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

I've always wanted children my whole life this was the one dream I always had having a family.

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In Moving Forwards Tags my dreams were shattered, the pain of my past, live my best life
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My Story

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

Had I known at the age of 27 that that was my last chance of having a child, I would never have had the abortion.

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In Our Stories Tags the hardest decision, time ran out, shame and grief
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Baby Girl

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

I have felt the love in holding you my precious baby girl
I've touched your face and kissed your hand and promised you the world

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In Our Stories Tags childless poetry, dreams filled with love, letting go
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For The Others

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

Here is a link to my poem. I wrote it for Mother's Day but it is about how we are all individuals with differing reasons for our situation and it's a plea for understanding from people who do have children.

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In Our Stories Tags childless poetry, the two week wait, you ask me why
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No-one should be Judged

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

I write this as a childless, married female in her late 50’s. I am not childless by choice and not childless from infertility. I just am.

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In Our Stories Tags unecessary remarks, unspoken judgement
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Speaking as a mother who never had children…. My Childlessness Story

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

Until recently I never even realised I had a ‘Childlessness Story’. I’ve never been pregnant, or tried to get pregnant, intentionally, unintentionally or surreptitiously.

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In Our Stories Tags mistakenly labelled as childfree, Fertility is finite, work in progress
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Chronically Childless

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

Out of the blue

Hit by an awful viral illness

I presumed I’d recover

It never occurred to me otherwise

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In Our Stories Tags childless poetry, chronic illness, circumstances beyond my control
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Trauma, Childlessness and Grief: Finding the Missing Piece of the Picture

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

Talking to my therapist recently, I described how I felt trapped and powerless in relation to my childlessness. Had I ever felt like that before, she asked?

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In Our Stories Tags the support of a therapist, abuse and mental illness
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Christmas 2019

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

Advent signals hope to those who believe, which reaches a peak on Christmas Eve. Working by then to a state of elation, and for me bringing also a troubled relation!

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In Our Stories Tags childless poetry, disenfranchised grief, memories best forgotten?
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Pregiudizi E Giudizi : STOP!

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

Vivere a Roma e non avere figli ha significato solitudine. Solitudine perchè qui in particolare - la città dei cattolici - famiglia significa aver figli e tu non sei una famiglia neppure con un compagno.

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In Our Stories Tags politics and religion, feeling unseen and unheard, politica e religione, sentirsi invisibile
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A Red Gingham Dress

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

Last year I wrote the story of how my identity as a woman was shaped by the possibility and the impossibility of having children.

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In Our Stories Tags disenfranchised grief, the loss of motherhood as an identity, family break-ups and make-ups
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My Childless Journey

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

From an early age, I always thought that I’d be a mum. As I grew up I would sometimes imagine
my children and how life would be with my family.

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In Our Stories Tags stage 4 endometriosis, my counsellor understood my grief, proud of who I am
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The Ache

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

Curled up, tightly, on my bed, one dark and empty night, I wrote. I did not know I had a story. ‘Childlessness’ was not in my vocabulary.

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In Our Stories Tags releasing raw emotions, physical pain and mental anguish
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Anon

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

I never thought you were even on my radar.

The chance of ever meeting someone like you was a minuscule percentage.

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In Our Stories Tags I prayed to meet you, you were briefly in my life, not every woman will be a mother
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No Baby No Love

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

I would never hold my own baby.
I would never have her skin against mine.

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In Our Stories Tags I know true love, I have empathy in my heart
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Escape from Mummy-Ville (on why we need each other).

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

Unprepared, guard down, familiar social space, low ebb after long day

I’d stopped. The life train kept going, my limp body in tow.

Healing eluded its own arrival

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In Our Stories Tags childless poetry, hurtful comments, the grass is not always greener
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Bear with me

September 13, 2021 Stephanie Joy Phillips

I would like to give you something palatable and or eloquent, however at this point, I cannot. Largely as I am not a professional writer! Instead, I am someone who has some things to say.

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In Our Stories Tags my story so far, I am too exhausted, I need to rebuild again, love comes in different forms
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