You may be coming to this blog as a follower of Bangkok Baby Project, in which case you will know something about my partner and I already. If so, you can stop reading this page here, and thanks for picking up our story again.
AW and I live together in Bangkok and we are raising our two gorgeous babies.
Our first blog proved invaluable to me as a place to express and explore my feelings regarding the process of trying to conceive. It was similarly invaluable as a community of support from other women going through the acutely painful experiences associated with unexplained infertility. I feel I have made some friends from different corners of the world, and I hope they will choose to follow our continuing journey at ‘Double Trouble Bangkok’. However, now I have conceived and passed the first trimester, I have become uneasy about continuing to blog about my pregnancy and upcoming birth in a community where many members have not yet been so lucky. YET. While I realise that our success and joy to some extent provides hope and inspiration, I know from my own experiences it is a bittersweet sensation to hear that others have conceived while you’re still trying. Infertility truly is something more painful than you can imagine, unless it’s happened to you. I don’t want to be posting happy pictures of my bump and complaining about how fat I am in the face of others’ far more potent suffering.
Now, I find my time constrained and my experiences infinitely widened. I want to write about so many things. This is not only a blog about being a lesbian parent in a foreign land, but now about cross-cultural families and the politics and emotions of being split over two continents. It’s about being a woman, a mother and a daughter.