My gut knew that I wanted to be a mother. Society knew that I needed a husband first. So, I was chasing a husband first.
Read moreDeath by a Thousand Cuts
There are apparently three metrics to a healthy sperm sample: volume, motility, and morphology.
Read moreUnited
Zero is a Long Way from One
It was Saturday and I had been at the church hall with friends, setting up for an event.
Read moreJust One Now None
My journey is too long for me to share all of it right now, but I want to make a submission for World Childless Week. Tomorrow I am having surgery to remove my ovaries.
Read moreHope On A Bus
Words
So, I’m childless. That doesn’t make me odd or different to you with the children.
Read moreThe Invisible Burden: Navigating Life as a Childless Woman
This essay explores the multifaceted challenges faced by childless women, particularly those who have experienced the profound loss of a child.
Read more12 years of pain
When I first started having periods at 11 years old, they were heavy and traumatic.
Read moreYou’re Just A Dream
I am a pianist, composer, and singer/songwriter from Northumberland, UK. I lived with epilepsy for many years, and this was one of the factors which led to me not becoming the father I always so wanted to be.
Read moreA Different Kind of Mother
Given the chance, I would have been a different kind of mother.
Read moreCan't you just learn to not want children?
Its been asked of me to learn how to live happy without children. Some people don’t understand why childlessness affects me so much & why I let it bother me.
Read moreThe Questions Ruminate
Cog in the Machine
Naturopaths took my money. Then they disappeared.
Reproductive endocrinologists took my money. Then they disappeared.
Read moreNo Heartbeat
The first time I miscarried, I did not have much fear for the first appointment.
I had no warning signs of any problems.
Read moreWhat was this all for?
It started showing up when I was 14 years old. For 35 years it has been there.
Read moreHappy. Loved. Childfree.
My story, our story…this story…it seems to be one where however much I think I’ve closed a chapter on it, however much I think, and feel, I’ve reached a point of closure, that I’ve come to this story’s end, time, life, in its many unexpected ways, rears to stop me in my tracks.
Read moreThe Missing in Me
Trying for a baby is not something you usually do weeks into a relationship, but my partner and I met late in life.
Read moreBecause of Your Age
I had always wanted to be a mother. As a teenager, I babysat and volunteered at children’s groups, doing crafts and drama. I wanted to get married first and settle down.
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