I was aware of a theoretical difference between reacting and responding. Of course, I thought, I would much rather respond than react in situations. I just couldn’t get beyond scratching the surface of the concept. I then read about how I could distinguish reacting vs responding by how I felt after an event. I then…
All Of Me
Ugh, I’ve been noticing how I am more than happy to take full credit for my mistakes, but barely give myself credit for the things I am doing well. For instances, I’ve been faithfully practicing my banjo and making steady progress, but my first reaction about my playing is one of abject disgust. It is…
S***t Storm
I swear that I am supposed to be learning something, but I certainly haven’t figured out what yet. Since I have last written a virtual torrent of crap has been raining down in my life. Multiple (totaling over 10 at last count) lengthy life-threatening hospitalizations for my mom, dad and MIL, all with unnecessary, ugly…
To Quit or Not to Quit
One of our society’s most cherished beliefs is if you try hard enough, you can achieve anything. We, as humans, cling to that life raft with the tenacity of a toddler with its blankie. If you find yourself quitting something (like trying to get pregnant) you may find yourself caught in the crossfire of your…
Do You Have Kids?
Ahhh, yes. The question I often dread. I sometimes let it go with just a “no,” and move onto another subject. And it can be awkward. Parents don’t seem to know how to respond to my “no”. While I don’t necessarily think it is everyone’s business to know why we don’t have children, I occasionally…
A Leg Up
For a long time I toyed with the idea of writing a letter to family and friends explaining why I avoid baby showers and other heavily child-laden activities. My letter never got off the ground and then I stumbled on Angela’s An Open Apology to My Friends with Babies and I cheated. In other words, I pasted…
Taboo’s Silver Lining
Trauma and infertility, among others, are taboo subjects. You know, the ones that should only happen to other people during discussions in polite company. If you find yourself living a taboo, it can become a preoccupation, like the cold sore your tongue cannot help but exploring. I guarantee you won’t get many opportunities to feel…
I’m back!
After a long hiatus, I am excited to be back in the blogging saddle! Simply Not Conceivable now has a new look and a broader focus. I am including a copy of the text from the new About Me page below to elaborate on the blog game plan: “I am Ruby, a trauma and infertility/repeated miscarriage survivor, and I blog…
Mother’s Day
I regard Mother’s Day differently now. Along with giving my heartfelt thanks to my mother and mother-in-law for all they have done and do, I have designated it a day to honor my dream of being a mother. I imagine it is somewhat similar to how you might tenderly regard your wedding anniversary after your…
I am a Feminist
Yep, and I am proud to say it loud and clear. In a world right now, where there seems to be so much emphasis on pregnancy and motherhood (both rich parts of the female experience), my life has included other significant and meaningful parts of the female experience such has sexual harassment, infertility, and hysterectomy. …