The Baby-less At Christmas: Raindrops On Roses And Whiskers On Kittens


It’s that time of year; the time when people get giddy for no real reason; the time when we’re more likely to indulge in sweet treats and sleep late on the weekends. And it’s the time of year when the missing stocking over the fireplace can seem almost larger than life.

So what’s an infertile girl to do when it feels as though the whole world is singing Christmas carols, Black Friday shopping at Toys R Us, and lining up with their children for pictures on Santa’s lap? How do the baby-less survive a holiday that’s sweetest when lived through the eyes of a child?

We take Julie Andrews advice and we find a few of our favorite things.

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad

Infertility is a bite; infertility is a sting; and infertility can make us feel sad. Yet in the midst of the missing so much remains.

Take time this December to remember your favorite things, and to treat yourself to them. Take time to savor all of the special moments before they pass you by. Because life happens in a collection of seemingly mundane moments that upon second look become extraordinary memories.

And this Christmas, don’t forget to leave space for that extra stocking, over your hearth and in your heart. Because if a fat man named Santa can squeeze down the chimney to deliver toys to all of the boys and girls of the world, your miracle, and mine, can happen too.


  1. Thanks for this post today – I was just dressing our tree and putting up stocking holders. I placed the pink baby slippers my hubby gave me three years ago on our first TTC Christmas beside my stocking holder that reads “Joy”. I just about fell apart. It’s so hard to believe in miracles, especially this time of year. But you’re right, it’s time to remember a few of my favorite things – and don’t feel so bad 🙂 Happy Holidays!
    Cookie (aka Grace:

    1. Cookie, how wonderful that you put those tiny slippers next to “Joy,” Though it strikes a tender place, these small acts of hope and courage are the pathway to our children. May you remember many of your favorite things this holiday and treasure each as every day brings you closer to your miracle.

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