I hope not. This week was (or at some point very recently it was) National Infertility Awareness Week.
Our relatively brief struggles with infertility seem light-years ago, now that we are up to our eyeballs in preschool and miniature underpants and all that, but when you are trying to have a baby in your 20s and it takes 30 cycles to conceive (with no underlying medical reasons) it seems like a damn long time. I never did the heavy-duty drugs (just Clomid), but we were seriously considering IVF because it promised a 70+% success rate for someone my age and with my (non) diagnosis.
Our joy of success has always been tempered by knowing that others are struggling and may not have the kind of outcome that we did. We are annual supporters of A T.I.M.E, but just this week I discovered a program that truly made me smile. Socks seem like a small thing, but the message of caring is big.