EP12: Juggling A Career with TTC? You Need THIS‪.‬ Fearlessly Fertile Podcast

Are there times when you feel like you are barely keeping your head above water, between your demanding career and trying to conceive? Learn the secret ingredient, most women miss, when it comes to truly having it all on this journey.



Transcript:

Hey gorgeous, if you want success on your fertility journey, you've got to have the mindset for it. It's time to kick fear, negativity, doubt, shame, jealousy, and the whole clown car of low vibe fertility journey BS to the curb. I'm your host, Roseanne Austin, Fertility Mindset Master. Former prosecutor and recovering type A control freak perfectionist, I use the power of mindset to get pregnant naturally and have my baby boy at 43, despite years of fertility treatment failure.

I help women across the globe beat the odds on their fertility journey, just like I did. Get ready for a quick hit of confidence, joy, feminine badassery, and loads of hell yes for your fertility journey. It's time to get fearless, baby, fearlessly fertile. Let's do this. Welcome to the Fearlessly Fertile Podcast, episode 12.

Juggling a career and trying to conceive? You need this. Girl, whether you fully realize it or not, when you are on this journey, you have two full time jobs. The one you spent years in school for, And the one you had no f*****g clue would actually be work. What's crazy is that with this second job, whose uber sexy title is Mama in the Making, if you aren't careful, it will take over your life to such a point that you may find yourself wishing for more work.

While you are at work, to take your mind off this not so side side hustle, you've got going. That is our focus for this week, love. We're going to talk about what you need to have in place if you're juggling these two meaningful parts of your very precious life. When I was knee deep in my fertility journey, I was juggling my work as a sexual assault prosecutor with managing an endless stream of appointments that required me to quietly disappear from work, taking medications with militaristic precision, and trying to plan my work schedule around the moving targets of retrievals, transfers, and carefully planned sexy time with my husband.

It was nuts. The way I had to precisely manage time and resources made me feel like Eisenhower during the four day window he had for D Day. However, my guess is that old Ike took way better care of himself than I did. In full masculine make it happen mode, I'd shoot myself up with Lupron in the morning, then head out the door, get into court, do an opening statement for a five week sexual assault case with 30 witnesses, Then have 15 minutes for lunch, prepare for the next witnesses or legal argument I had to make, down a handful of crazy herb capsules, drink some mushroom tea, drink some water, then get back into court for a full afternoon, get done by five o'clock, go home, work on my case for another two hours, wolf down my painfully boring healthy dinner, watch tv for 15 minutes, then go to bed and repeat the same shit the next day.

I'm pretty much out of breath even recounting that shit for you. Not once did I ever stop, slow down, and take in the insanity of what I was doing or how I was doing it. I didn't dare ask myself, Hey, hey girl, y you need anything? You need anything? No, no, I just went about my shit like the f*****g Terminator because that's who I am.

I get shit done. I'm not a weak, whiny bitch. But the truth was, that act was getting old and I was f*****g tired. I had spent years in machine mode and it was catching up with me. But I just kept pushing. Now, whether you are in the courtroom or not, my guess is you are doing something kind of like what I described.

In your own way, you keep pushing. Maybe on top of the things that I described, you're on the road or traveling for work, which only adds another interesting masochism. That's what we do, right? We just keep pushing.