InCircle Fertility

Extra special (and very real) Mother’s Day notes from clients - past and present - make my heart soar. Truly. 🥰❤️ worst club best members

No mother - or parent - should have to share their endless grief alone.

🌸 Say their names.
🌸 Share their stories.
🌸 Honor their memories.

Sending so much love today on International Bereaved Mother’s Day. And also every day.

Tag someone who could use this love 💕

Sending all the luck and love today to every last egg in those beautiful ovaries. Xoxo, Abbe.

IYKYK edition

Bandwagon is my middle name.

On what feels like an impossibly heavy week, it was such a treat to sit in community with these incredible individuals hosted by

Each and every woman in this room is full of heart, inspiration, and wants your journey though womanhood to be supported and joyful.

Grateful. ✨


Extra special shout out to for her glorious and healing sound bath. 🛁🛁

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Hi friends,
 
I am sad, and angry, and distracted, and hurting - and maybe you are too.
 
On the first night of Hanukkah (which was last night), I usually send a note about miracles and light, and all that Hanukkah offers to believe in possibility. But yesterday I couldn’t do it. 
 
This weekend has been so heavy - so, so, so heavy. But I believe in showing up. And I want to show up for you because in many ways, being in my community is showing up for me, and I am grateful.
 
Just like the infertility community gets tired from being told to find the silver lining (maybe it just sucks, people!), I don’t want to sugar coat anything. But I am working internally to be the light that Hanukkah seeks. 
 
My rabbi and friend, Sharon Brous, wrote about a phrase called “kusta d’chiyuta” which means the small, holy spark of vitality that contains the light of hope and possibility for a better future.  
 
I wish for us to find or to be that spark of vitality. 
 
Sending love.
xo,
Abbe