A Special Note from Marlo:
I wish no one had to go through the pain of infertility. But the truth is, some of us do. I hope this page and its resources will be a help to you. Below is a little bit about my non fiction book, Empty Womb, Aching Heart, and why I wrote it. Since its release, I’ve received letters from all over the world telling me how the stories in the book have brought hope and healing to many on the journey through infertility.
Also on this page are some helpful articles and tips for your reference. May God strengthen you and give you peace!
Empty Womb, Aching Heart
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About the Book: Infertility strikes at the core of what it means to be a woman or man, tests marriages, and shakes faith. The honest, open, and emotionally resonant first-person stories in Empty Womb, Aching Heart share the real struggles couples face, including “crying in the diaper aisle”, wondering if you are “less of a woman”, asking “how far should we go?” or whispering to God “it’s not fair.”
This is a book for the times when professional advice isn’t enough, and you’ve had your fill of well-meaning comments from those who haven’t experienced infertility. Empty Womb, Aching Heart will help you know you are not alone with true stories about couples who share your hopes, fears, frustrations, and the comfort only God can bring.
Marlo’s Story: It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Even when I was a little girl and boys had cooties, I knew that someday I’d grow up, get married, and have children. After all, didn’t everyone? As I entered adulthood, everything seemed to be going along fine. I met a wonderful man, got married, and on our honeymoon we had fun discussing what we might name our future children. Later, we bought a house with extra bedrooms for the kids we hoped to soon have.
But the years passed, and no children came. No morning sickness, no rounding belly, no baby showers filled with cute little booties and boxes of diapers. Soon, hope turned to fear and trips to the mall changed to travels to the doctor’s office. Tests and more tests, fertility drugs and ovulation sticks became a part of my everyday life. But still, no babies. Fear turned to grief and pain. What was happening to all our dreams? Would there never be a baby in the nursery? Or a pink-cheeked child to call me Mom?
In those days, advice was plentiful. Everyone who discovered that we were having trouble conceiving volunteered their own magic cure. Our fertility specialist loaded us down with pamphlets, articles, and information on web-sites. With him, we planned the course of our medical treatment. Then, we attended seminars on IVF, GIFT, ZIFT, IUI, and a host of other alphabet-soup procedures. But, despite all the information, my heart still felt as if it were breaking every day. And no one offered hope for that . . . until I spoke with a woman named Sandra and discovered that I was not alone in my pain.
Eventually, I met others, just like Sandra, just like me, who were struggling with the same heartaches, questions, and fears. As they shared their stories over cups of coffee or glasses of lemonade, I encountered a type of wisdom and comfort that was not available in the reams of information I had on infertility. Theirs were stories of experience, of those who had walked the path I trod and found a glimmer of peace in the midst of it.
This book is a compilation of their stories, the experiences of people who have struggled and are struggling through the pain of infertility. It is not meant to be guidebook on infertility treatments, or a manual on what to do, think, or feel. It gives no easy answers. It offers no quick cures. Rather, this book comes from the hearts of fellow travelers, like you, and in its pages I pray that you’ll find what you need – hope, understanding, and the healing touch of God.