Soft Drinks and Infertility

Soft drinks are a favourite for many of us and sadly not good for us at all. On a good day, I do treat my taste buds to a cold one, grape being my favourite flavour.

With all that said, according to a recent study, soft drinks poses a lot of threat to our overall health, including of course, our reproductive health. This is because the inside of the soft drink can is lined with material containing BPA, the same material found in baby bottles, water bottles etc, which is said to be quite harmful to our overall health.

Follow the link below for more information in this regard.

http://visual.ly/how-soft-drinks-impact-your-health

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“Water is Life” – Drinking water could help lower the risks of diabetes.

According to a recent claim, water could help lower the risks of diabetes.

This is good news to all who are at risk for diabetes, and especially for those of us who have been diagnosed with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS), a common cause of infertility, with one of  its symptoms being diabetes, as this could help to better manage this condition.

Read more:-

http://well.blogs.nytimes.com/2012/01/16/really-the-claim-drinking-water-can-help-lower-the-risk-of-diabetes/?src=me&ref=health

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LIGHT MOMENT FRIDAYS - FEATURE 27 - My Young Lover

My Young Lover

When I went to lunch today, I noticed an old lady sitting on a park bench sobbing her eyes out. I stopped and asked her what was wrong. She said, 'I have a 22 year old husband at home. He makes love to me every morning and then gets up and makes me pancakes, sausage, fresh fruit and freshly ground coffee.'

I said, 'Well, then why are you crying?' She said, 'He makes me homemade soup for lunch and my favorite brownies and then makes love to me for half the afternoon.

I said, 'Well, why are you crying?' She said, 'For dinner he makes me a gourmet meal with wine and my favorite dessert and then makes love to me until 2:00 a.m.' I said, 'Well, why in the world would you be crying?' She said, 'I can't remember where I live!'




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Unexplained Infertility?? - Could this be the reason?

A defective gene in men could make conception more difficult. This could be the reason for some couples' unexplained infertility diagnosis, because this problem could be present even when everything seems all right.

Read more:-

http://infertility-fertility.blogspot.com/2012/01/defective-gene-in-men-makes-conception.html











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FINDING FREE SPERM DONORS ONLINE

Treating infertility is expensive, I know first hand, and it is even more expensive for those who have to go the route of invitro-fertilization or use donor sperms to conceive.

Little wonder the internet is becoming the new place where more and more couples are going to source sperms, which they get for free, only because it is too expensive to use fertility clinics.

Some couples also say that they went the route of fertility clinics, but sadly this did not work for them and they are left with no money and no baby in their arms and so they have to use the internet as a last resort to see if they can still realise their dreams.

Here is a link to a video which speaks more on this.

 http://abcnews.go.com/2020/






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LIGHT MOMENT FRIDAY - FEATURE 26 - The Politician

This being an election season, how funny, but true............


............While walking down the street one day a "Member of Parliament" is tragically hit by a truck and dies.

His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the  entrance.


'Welcome to heaven,' says St. Peter. 'Before you settle in,  it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you.'

'No problem, just let me in,' says the man.

'Well, I'd like to, but I  have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.'

'Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven,'  says the MP.

'I'm sorry, but we have our rules.'

And with  that, St. Peter  escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down  to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green  golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it  are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with  him.

Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had  while getting rich at the expense of the people.

They play a  friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and  champagne.

Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly & nice guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.

Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises....

The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.

'Now it's time  to visit heaven.'

So, 24 hours pass with the MP joining a group  of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing.  They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by  and St. Peter returns.

'Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and  another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.'

The MP reflects for a minute, then he answers: 'Well, I would never have said it  before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but  I think I would be better off  in hell.'

So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down,  down, down to hell.

Now the doors of  the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with  waste and garbage.

He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.

The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his  shoulder. 'I don't understand,' stammers the MP. 'Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable.

What happened?'

The devil looks at him, smiles and says, 'Yesterday we were campaigning... ...


Today you voted.'



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“WE ARE NOT EXPECTED TO BE PERFECT JUST TO BE WHOLE” - Jane Fonda

This being my first post for the New Year, let me hope that you had a great Christmas and is  having a blessed and prosperous New Year so far.

My New Year began with some lack of sleep here, some anxieties there, but all in all, a feeling of satisfaction that I have taken quite a few steps towards my quest for wholesomeness. My family is doing good. Baby LeeAnna is now 7 weeks old and has changed so much. She has the biggest gummy smile (so precious), and is rolling over and a lot more animated now. The weeks following her birth, were expectedly, some of the hardest. So much so, that by the time Christmas rolled around, I was suffering from severe sleep deprivation and anxiety to the point of tears. I remember thinking on a couple of occasions, who am I kidding, I am not supposed to be doing this at my age. I began feeling guilty that I would not have been able to help my family much for Christmas, in terms of cooking etc. Thanks to my sister and mom, who went far beyond to make sure everything was perfect. I have a great family and I love them dearly. I did not go out much for Christmas as the baby is not yet immunised, but so as not to be covered in cobwebs, I went to  Church on Christmas Day. I always love going to Church at Christmastime.

Our son is back at school today and he is not amused, because he wanted to remain at home with us. Everyday throughout the Christmas holiday, he would ask if he is going to school today. When he heard no, he was so happy. A couple days ago, when he asked the same question, his father told him, "no, you won’t be going to school today, but next week." He began crying in advance, “I do not want to go to school next week." and cried himself to sleep. He seem to have taken that from me because as a child his age, I hated school and would tell lies that I had tummy aches, just to have my brothers take me back home. One day I received a fine spanking for it and I never did it again. Our son loves his sister so much and gives her many kisses though out the day and if I am lucky, I get one too. Whenever he hears her cry, he comes charging into the room and tells her “never mind, I am here now.” When he wants his father’s attention and he is holding the baby, he says to his Dad, give the baby to mommy, Daddy, and come to me. He is just not always willing to share is Daddy’s time. Over Christmas, he said to us that Santa is not real. I was so taken aback and said to him, child, you are not supposed to be saying that at this age, you are cheating yourself out of your childhood. Bottom line is, I was not suppose to hear something like this from him until he was older. This is just a testament to the fact that, these are really different times.

Having more than one child is a beautiful thing, but as some of you know well, it can get challenging at times. My husband has been a great team player in this regard and I love him so much for this. Having two children feels so right, one to each parent. I can’t imagine having more than two, then, we the parents would be outnumbered. There are days though, when we do feel outnumbered because our son is so hyperactive. I just have to remind myself to take some time for a deep breath and do not subject myself to any high expectation, because parenting, whether you are a new one or not, keeps you on a learning curve as every child is different.

The other night I saw the quote, which I have made the title of this post, “We are not expected to be perfect, just to be whole.” It resonated with me strongly. I remember while struggling with infertility, and not just that, as I have mentioned from time to time, I do struggle as a stutterer as well, there were times when I felt so far from being whole. In fact, I felt inferior and inadequate. I have come a long way since then. I have now overcome infertility and where my stuttering is concerned, I have now found a support group and is sharing and learning from others who stutter and it feels so liberating, knowing that I am not alone or unique in my struggles. Most of all, I am now realising that there is absolutely nothing wrong with imperfection, in fact, it is a beautiful thing and challenges us to always strive to be our better self and keeps us grounded.

I hope this post will be encouraging to persons who have to chart their life course amidst struggles. Remember, we do live in an imperfect world and many of us live in less than perfect situations, which is really a testament to the fact that nothing in life is really perfect. Why then do we so often seek after the elusive perfection. Perfection should be reserved for God and God alone. Choose to strive to become whole then, instead of being perfect.

Catch you for my next post.


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