Situational Infertility: I thought I might meet the love of my life at university, but he wasn’t there..

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Welcome back ladies and gents!

This ‘situational infertility’ thing, I have never given it much thought.

When my maternal instincts kicked in – causing me to want to have babies desperately – I was always scared of being infertile or without choice.

Claire Colvin’s story was published in SheLoves Magazine (online). Claire is 40. Her work is beautifully written, and the clarity and self awareness is painstaking, witty and loveable.

I am a university student. Our stages in life don’t match up. But, the way that Claire reflects on each stage of her life and how ‘she missed out’ is very relatable.

Her work makes  me question – maybe I should push for the relationship with the boy I am frequently going on dates with.

Similar to Claire, I have always been the girl who thought she would find someone at university. I am in my final year, and I am semi-dating someone (emphasis on semi).

Similar to Claire – I get inklings of what she is feeling. Over the course of 4 years at university, my drive and fulfilment that has come from trapping (in the words of Aly Wong) handsome, healthy, educated men has disappeared.

Colvin’s work tugs at my heart – she talks about how it was God’s sign for her apartment door to be across from a brick wall.

Here is an excerpt from SheLove Magazine,

My last year of school a friend of mine fell in love with the boy who lived across the hall and she married him. My apartment was the only one in the building that was across from a brick wall. I tried not to take it was a sign. 

I did not find my husband in the group for young adults at church. 

There was no meetcute at the coffee shop. 

So, here I am, 40, and childless. It’s entirely possible that it’s too late to have a baby. Maybe I’m not out of time, but maybe I am.

I am not childless because of biology, but rather biography. I wish this kind of childlessness was something we could talk about. 

When you’re childless, you can linger in the no man’s land between young people and adults for years. Without children, it’s harder to convince others- and even ourselves – that our lives have definition and meaning. 

I wish I could tell you that in the time it took to write this article I’ve fallen in love, gotten married and experienced a medical miracle.

 Source: http://shelovesmagazine.com/2016/mother-no-im-not/