This is the 32nd installment of Barren Advice. You can ask questions that are fertility or non-fertility related.

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Dear Mel:

I started my blog in the midst of dealing w/ infertility and TTC. It was my 2nd blog while on this journey b/c the first one turned out to be a vent-fest and I realized that’s not what I wanted to have out there. I wanted a blog / place where I could be honest and others could read and maybe relate and we’d be a support for one another. Somewhere along the way I found you! And it was set, I had this blog community that understood me and my desire to be a mother. I got very into reading other blogs and being a support for those cycling, pregnant and parenting.

After years of TTC, surgery and ART, I got pregnant. And even though I knew my online buddies and community would be happy for me, I had a hard time dealing w/ the pregnancy and w/ those IF’ers still waiting for their BFP. I didn’t know how to be excited for myself and not hurt someone’s feelings. I think we all know that mix feeling we get when we’re still cycling and someone we know gets pregnant. I didn’t blog or write into my boardgroup as much as before for these reasons. My infertility was and will be a big part of me and and my life. I don’t know how to balance the fact – and my blog – that I overcame ‘primary’ IF and now have my boys and be supportive to the IF community. How do YOU do it? Just b/c I have kiddies now, I don’t want to or can “just forget” about my IF and my friends that are still going through it.

–Susy

I think your sensitivity and the fact that you notice this and want to do something about it is the most important part of it. Without that impulse, I don’t think that balance can ever be obtained. But you have solid ground from which to step forward.

If I could boil it down to a formula, it would make it a lot easier. What you’re essentially asking is how you seamlessly move from blogging about primary infertility to blogging about parenting after infertility. It may seem as though others stepped into the role without effort just as I’m sure it appears as if some parents have stepped into parenting without effort. I know when I was in those first weeks and had wondered what I had gotten myself into and hadn’t showered and felt like crap and was snapping at everyone and crying at the drop of a hat…well, I wondered how others did it so easily. What did they know that I didn’t? I was certainly grateful that the twins were here, but it wasn’t easy. It was really rocky and it took a long time for us to find our groove.

But we did find it.

Even though we still go through stages where I snap at everyone and cry at the drop of a hat.

But I have to guess that most people experience waves whether it is with parenting or blogging. Even those who have moved from primary to parenting seemingly without effort in their writing, keeping their audience mostly intact–I would hazard a guess that they would weigh in here and admit that it wasn’t easy, they sometimes felt like they had nothing to say, and they even went through periods of light posting where they desperately wanted to connect to people and yet couldn’t find a way to sum up their world that was palatable to the people they knew were reading–in other words, their friends.

Because, as you say, you know your audience and you know what you wouldn’t want to hear when you were in the throes of primary infertility. And that, of course, can be your starting point. If you always wished that people had put a heads up at the top of the post saying “children mentioned,” do so. If it helps you to feel like you have a better grasp on circumspection, hold every post for a few hours and then revisit it before posting, trying to see it through the eyes of someone going through primary infertility. Is it sensitive? Thoughtful?

The best solid advice I can give you is to observe the rule of 3/4ths. I just made up this rule, by the way, just in case you’re scratching your head and thinking, “but I’ve never heard of the rule of 3/4ths.” This rule–to be adhered to loosely and without stunting your own writing impulses–is to stick to your main topic 3/4ths of the time. Write the truth about what it is like to parent after infertility. How your experience beforehand has affected your world now. About your children and interesting anecdotes. The other 1/4th of the time is whatever else interests you. By which I mean a recap of your favourite television show, a rant about PR pitches, or musings on your dream house.

This, of course, gives you a frame and it gives you breathing space. It’s sort of like fixed form poetry–it gives you room to think because you know your expectations. And it helps you connect with an audience because they can predict whether you’re writing about something that would be of interest to them. No one expects you to stick to one topic every single post, and it would be a little boring if you narrowed your world so much that you only wrote about one thing. Your main topic is your frame, but you need to be able to fit your other interests onto that frame as well.

That said, I’m going to give you two analogies because I love analogies on the same level as chocolate and orgasms. And because I can’t walk away from a good analogy that pops into my head any more so than I can walk away from…chocolate or orgasms.

Sometimes people are your friends due to circumstance and location. And other times, they transcend the moment in time and enter a separate space–one that travels with you wherever you go. There are people I was friends with in college because we found ourselves in the same dorm or the same class. And I’m embarrassed to admit it, but even though these people were my world while I was there, I have a hard time recalling some of their names when I’m flipping through pictures. They were so important in the moment, but for whatever reason, I didn’t take them with me when I left college. A few did come with me, and those are the ones that transcend that moment. We weren’t just friends because we were in the same place at the same time. We were friends because we got each other on a very deep level. And they didn’t mind my incessant what ifs.

I think what you are seeing with blogs is that some people are still living here, hence why they still have the same friends (readers) and some people have moved, but are sad that they didn’t bring all their friends (readers) with them. There are plenty of parenting after infertility blogs in the Land of If. They’re still writing about infertility and they haven’t really moved. I’m not saying this as a negative thing–my own blog
is certainly still in the Land of If.

People moving is not a negative thing either. You can move and rebuild on mainland and tap into those resources and a new readership. You’ll take some of your friends (readers) from here, the ones that transcended the experience and connected with your words and ideas. It may take a while to find your new groove, but you may want to reinvent as a mommyblogger, food blogger, or book blogger. New interests replace old interests and the soul of the blog changes. It all depends on whether you want to stay in this town or move somewhere new.

That said (and here is the second analogy), living in the Land of If when you’re parenting after infertility is sort of like being a twenty-something in a retirement community. It makes me think of Jennifer Weiner’s book In Her Shoes, where the sister goes to live in the retirement community and everyone loves her. While I loved the book and I could see why the people would connect with this particular character–especially when she was a rockin’ personal shopper–I didn’t find it particularly believable based on my experience with retirement communities.

The ones I’ve seen are happy enough to have me visit, but they certainly don’t want me hanging around the pool all day. And, to be frank, I wouldn’t really want to live in a retirement community day in and day out. Because we’re at different places in life. I can understand why they don’t want to see my perky breasts (if I had perky breasts) in a bikini (if I ever wore a bikini) just as they probably understand why I wouldn’t want to walk very slowly or play Bridge.

Which is not to say that you won’t find people in the retirement community who want young people around. Just as there are people in the infertility community who see burgeoning bellies, young children, or adoption finalizations with hope, there are certainly people we’ve met at the nursing home who are thrilled when we bring the twins and let them run around. They think they’re hysterical and instead of making them depressed, they see them as a brief moment of entertainment.

But there are also plenty of people at the nursing home who don’t want to see the twins at all, who are annoyed that they’re in their space. Who find them grating and intolerable. Not because those people are crotchety or mean–but because we all have differing likes and dislikes. I will never hold that against them just so long as they don’t hold my likes and dislikes against me. Our unique way of viewing the world adds to the whole. But to be fair, it is their space, their home. The blogosphere is a messier affair with some people wanting those parenting after infertility to stick around and some people wishing they would pack up their blog and leave. The way we exercise our opinion is to decide what we do and don’t want to read. It’s a two way street unlike the retirement community who can decide who gets to live there–you get to decide what you want to write and others get to decide what they want to read.

Here’s the thing about the character in that book: she makes herself stand out amongst them. She lounges by the pool in her bikini and prances about. I would hope that if I had lived in a retirement community in my twenties, I would have tried a bit better to blend. Or, at the very least, be mindful that I am the one who wishes to be with the elderly people and therefore, need to play by their rules.

I wouldn’t run through the hallway of a retirement community wearing nothing but a bikini and screaming about how we all need to paaaaaaaaaaaaar-tay! (Yes, I am making a lot of assumptions that elderly people do not like to rave)

And I wouldn’t write long posts giving a play-by-play about nuzzling a warm baby neck if I knew my audience was comprised entirely of those still experiencing infertility.

Meaning, I wouldn’t do either of those things if I wanted to still be welcome in that particular space.

If I had no care about that space or if I was trying to live in bikini-land, but the elderly were still at my elbow, asking me what I’m doing, I would write accordingly too. In other words, I match my behaviour to the space where I wish to be, not where others wish me to be. If you want to still be in the infertility world, it’s a big space and I say there is room here. If you wish to be on the mainland, you should also be free to move there and build a home without anyone making you feel badly or demanding that you come back.

Your blog is your space. You get to decide what you write and how you want to run it. If you want to remain in the Land of If, remember your roots. Use the cues you would have wanted to see when you were still family building. Sit on a post for a few hours and make sure you look at it again with primary eyes. Stick to a topic (parenting after infertility) 3/4ths of the time so readers can predict whether what you’re writing will be of interest to them. Don’t take it personally if some people aren’t in a space to keep reading. And make sure that your blog fits well with you–that it feels comfortable and home-y and not as if you’re stretching to make other people happy at the expense of writing what you want to write.

Or, after reading this, you decide that you want to move, trust that you’ll make new friends in your new city. By which I mean a new area of the blogosphere. By which I couldn’t resist another analogy.

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This is the 31st installment of Barren Advice. You can ask questions that are fertility or non-fertility related.

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Dear Mel:

What do you do when someone leaves a comment on your blog that just makes you want to throttle them, even though you know they are trying to be supportive? I had someone leave a comment telling me that my baby angel was in heaven and that it breaks her heart to see how I am carrying on back here on earth. She said I should release my anger with my doctors, body, infertility, etc and stop carrying around this burden because my baby would never want me to live this way.

I…almost came unglued. I know they were trying to be helpful and leave the general platitudes, but how dare they? My initial thought process was “How dare you presume to know what my baby would and would not want? I believe she in heaven too, but how DARE you come in here and tell me what I should and shouldn’t do?!”

I know – they were trying to comfort me. Instead, I was unreasonably angered. I have not responded, and probably won’t because I don’t want to hurt anyone or put them off of commenting or offering support, but still…what do you do with stuff like this?!

–Anonymous

Here is the problem with giving comfort to someone you don’t intimately know–you never know if your way of giving comfort is actually helpful to them. I know how to comfort Josh; know what he does or does not want to hear. I can’t say the same thing about most people on the Internet with the exception of the people that I’ve connected with off-blog.

Comfort is sticky when it comes from a religious space and religion is sticky because even those who practice the same religion may feel uncomfortable with some religious sentiments. As you state in your question, even if you also believe that your baby is in Heaven, you don’t necessarily sound like your Heaven matches the commenter’s vision of Heaven (where your baby is watching your angry reaction back here on earth).

And yet we’ve set up blogs as a conversation–unless you turn off comments on a post, you are tacitly giving a welcome to other people’s words. Therefore, when you’re happy, they are going to echo your happiness with congratulations and when you are sad, they are going to say what they believe will help you process your grief. Perhaps in her world and within her losses (whether they were pregnancy losses or other forms of loss she has experienced), it is helpful to think that the people lost would be angry with her if they saw her grieving. Perhaps that is what gets her through the grieving process and makes her put one foot in front of the other.

It wouldn’t work for me.

It doesn’t sound like it works for you.

So what is a way to comfort someone that is a little more neutral? If people only have words to give comfort and cannot give you a hug, what should they say? A simple “I’m sorry” works. A “I’m thinking of you” or “hug” is fine too.

I believe the conversation began on I Won’t Fear Love about the term abide, as in “I abide with you” which is a way of saying that you are sitting beside them, waiting for the person to come through their grief. You’re not nudging them along or trying to talk them out of it. You’re simply sitting with them. It’s a term that lacks judgment nor tells the other person what to do. It is a really perfect way to comfort another person that you don’t know.

That said, what do you do with the people who choose instead to bring their own way of comforting to the table? Who choose to bring in their religious views, even if they end up causing more pain than comfort because their views differ so greatly from your own? There are only three possibilities here: ignore (easier said than done), remove (though, as you said, the words were never meant to hurt), or close the comment section on a post where you fear the response. Some will take the extra step when the comment section is closed to reach you via email. And while I can’t promise that you won’t get emails that are unhelpful, you have a greater chance of getting helpful comfort from someone who knows you somewhat well.

No really, the beauty of a blog advice column is that you get to weigh in with your two cents too. Let the questioner know if you support the advice, add to the response, or dispute it completely.

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1. Stirrup Queens (infertility, twins, books)
2. Weebles Wobblog (open adoption, mindfullness)
3. Alana-isms (secondary infertility, teaching, family)
4. Our Quiet Hope (endo, suppression, infertility)
5. La Dolce Vita (mom, child, fashion)
6. In Vitro Veritas Blog (ivf, waiting, stupid life)
7. I’m a Smart One (surrogacy, infertility, parenting after infertility)
8. Baby Smiling In Back Seat (infertility, IVF, pottery)
9. All Grown Up (IVF, adoption, random)
10. Nervous Breakdowns are Highly Underrated (parenting after if)
11. Awake In the World (infertility, grief, self-acceptance)
12. Dragondreamer’s Lair (parenting, secondary infertility, crafts)
13. Tubeless in Seattle (infertility, ivf, miscarriage)
14. A View On My Life (infertility, weight, hobbies)
15. Learning To Accept My Infertility (IVF, male factor, acceptance)
16. In Due Time (infertility, pcos, life)
17. Hello Jello (college, family, animals)
18. The Olsons ( male factor infertility, miscarriage, teacher)
19. Elana’s Musings (pregnancy, twins, randomness)
20. Baby Making Business (infertility, hubby and life)
21. Birds and Squirrels (infertilty, pcos, low morphology)
22. Tales of a Brown Eyed Girl (pregnancy, family, preparing for baby)
23. My So-Called Life (mthfr, infertility, miscarriage)
24. Sticky Feet (twin pregnancy, IVF, parenting)
25. That’s My Answer (life, silly questions, reader opinions)
26. Life Induces Thoughts, Mostly Random (grief, acceptance, family)
27. Bella And Her Fella (POF, DE/IVF, thyroid cancer)
28. Body Diaries by Lucy (infertility, PCOS, TTC)
29. The Baby Makin Chronicles (TTC, nursing, life)
30. To Baby and Beyond (infertility, miscarriage, PCOS)
31. Parenthood for Me (infertility, adoption, coping)
32. Baby, Borneo or Bust… (infertility, career, life)
33. What IF? (IVF/ICSI, male factor, endo)
34. A Fifth Season (grief, family, life study)
35. Destined to be an Old Woman with No Regrets (pregnancy, miscarriage, life)
36. Letting it Out (parenting, family drama, infertility)
37. Making Me Mom (MFI, spotting, faith)
38. Infertile Myrtle (endometriosis, infertility, iui)
39. Heeeeere Storkey, Storkey! (twins, ttc #3, life)
40. MoJo Working (IUI, marriage, faith)
41. Hobbit-ish Thoughts & Ramblings ( ttc after miscarriages, books, life)
42. Communique (life, infertility, me)
43. The Long Journey (secondary infertility, weight loss and life)
44. Trying for a baby (TTC, endometriosis, feelings)
45. Life and Times of Kimbosue (pregnancy, IUI, randomness)
46. One Must Continue to Believe (loss of twins, ivf)
47. The Real Bean (child loss, IVF, sketches)
48. ISO the Golden Egg (SMC, donor FET)
49. Not So Newlywed (infertility, scrapbooking, marriage)
50. Exploring Chaos (infertility, life, travel)
51. Life is Good (infertility; ivf #1; life)
52. The New Life of Nancy (opinions, life, miscellaneous)
53. The Other Life of Nancy (children, parenting, opinions)
54. Scarlet Baby (male factor, infertility)
55. Infertility Rocks! (infertility, coping, humor)
56. Trying To Make 3 (marriage, work, life)
57. Trying For Two (pcos, secondary infertility, ttc)
58. Raindrops on Roses (ttc, daily life)
59. Womb For Improvement (infertility, waiting, random)
60. A Hopeful Unicorn (uterine anomaly, infertility, sarcasm)
61. Not The Path I Chose (secondary IF, RPL, life)
62. Building Heavenly Bridges (grief, loss, writing)
63. The Bear and The Comedian (parenting after loss, humor, pictures)
64. Dreams Come True Sometimes (iui, life, if)
65. C by the Sea (beginning, IUI, acupuncture)
66. The Pieces of My Life (infertility, iui, secondary infertility)
67. Be Still and Know (adoption, homestudy, faith)
68. Meepit On Parade (infertility, life, loss)
69. Inconceivable (IF, NOA, IVF)
70. Cyster A.C.T. (PCOS, mental health, diet)
71. Still No Explanation (infertility, baby, exercise)
72. Just Want to Be a Mom (m/f, ivf/icsi, stress)
73. Barefoot and (Not) Pregnant (ivf/icsi, food/wine, infertility)
74. The Johnson’s Have Angel Wings (balanced translocation, miscarriage, infertility)
75. Overeducated Mommy (stillbirth, parenting after loss, grief)
76. In Pursuit of Parenthood (infertility, faith, waiting)
77. With God, All Things are Possible! (infertility, ivf, ectopic)
78. Lifeslurper (IVF after 40)
79. The Not So Secret Life Of Us (recurrent miscarriage, life)
80. Here Is To Another Day (unexplained infertility, break from ttc, randomness)
81. I Just Want to be a Mom (“the” endless journey)
82. Our Life in a Nutchell (IVF#2, OHSS, pregnancy)
83. Faith, Hope & Poop? (family, teaching, books)
84. Thinking Positively (adoption, secondary infertility, endometriosis)
85. Musings of a Fat Chick (SMC, fertility, fat)
86. Eggs Benedict Arnold (adoption, infertility, family)
87. Gas Passer aka UUer (unicornuate uterus, anesthesia, parenting after IVF)
88. It is Tuesday, Right? (parenthood, breastfeeding, life)
89. Blissful Body Yoga Blog (yoga, meditation, wellness)
90. The Life of Liv (IUI, infertility, life)
91. Baby Making Journey (azoo, vents, waiting)
92. Ninapintasantamaria’s Blog (trying to conceive)
93. Eye Heart Internet (insemination, painting, expat)
94. Mustard Seed Baby (endo, faith, ivf)
95. Conceive This! (MFI, IVF/ICSI, yikes)
96. The Saga of Becoming Fruitful (ivf, cost, faith)
97. Eccentric Young Infertile (pregnancy, feminism, homebirth)
98. A Woman My Age (infertility, adoption, life)
99. Mommy Confessions (confessions, parenting, lunacy)
100. Journey of Faith (ttc, faith, repeat miscarriage)
101. The Unfair Struggle (male-factor if, busy/insane life, friendship)
102. The Divine Miss Mommy (parenting, kids, opinion)
103. My Little Drummer Boys (IVF twins, pregnancy loss, daily life)
104. Double Delight (twins, egg-donation, parenting)
105. Forcing Seeds (ivf, mfi, gardening)
106. A New Wheeler for the World? (pcos, iui, infertility)
107. Pundelina Kafoops Lives Here (TTC, life, studying)
108. Love With Caution (china, child, culture)
109. Life and Love in the Petri Dish (IVF #4, two week wait, co-culture)
110. Hope Endures (infertility, pcos, ttc)
111. Rambling into the Unknown (infertility, bitterness, life)
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Let’s begin.

I love They Might Be Giants. I was a counselor at a summer day camp when Flood was released and we took the kids on a camping trip. I shared a tent with my friend, Tate, and we stayed up sharing the two ear buds from a Walkman, listening to his copy of the tape. When we got back to the camp, the headmistress yelled at us because male and female counselors were not supposed to share tents on trips. I remember being really stunned by this news and said, “but I shared tents with boys all the time back when I was a camper here.” And she snarled, “it’s a different world now, Melissa.” And I always associate that moment with the album, Flood.

I love They Might Be Giants so much that they were one of the sole tapes (Apollo 18) I listened to during my walk to campus every morning my freshman year. I set out down Langdon to “Dig My Grave” and when I hit the all-girls co-op house on the corner, it changed to “I Palindrome I.” I was at Le Chateau for “My Evil Twin.” And then at the Union for “Mammal.” And then I usually was in the throng of people near H.C. White in the middle of “The Statue Got Me High” and I was at my first anthropology class right around the beginning of “The Guitar” and almost always got to the psych building afterwards for “Dinner Bell.” I could tell if I was running late if I wasn’t hitting my buildings at the right song.

I just really wanted to proclaim my love of They Might Be Giants.

This song is probably my favourite song; maybe due to my love of water and the boat imagery or because I get all emotional thinking about population explosion.

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