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Bumper stickers for the infertile

Maybe it's because we're getting a new car soon, but I keep thinking of bumper stickers appropriate for people like me who are enjoying their struggle with infertility...

1) The bumper sticker answer to the pram parking situation... So whenever I am having a hard time trying to find a park at the shops, and there are vacant pram parks, I wish so much that I had a bumper sticker to say something along to the lines of:
"After xxxx$$$ of failed IVF treatment I have earned my right to use pram parking"

2) My answer to the "My family" cute little stick figure stickers... Maybe they should have a new type of sticker that denotes the lab-cultured embryos... Although if I went this option, I think I would have a pretty full back window... with close to 70 embryos... 

3) The "baby on board" sticker --- simple response... "No baby on board" 

Well maybe not... but it's one possible route for being less invisible... 

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  1. I've thought of these things too, although not as pithily as you! :) We thought about having a zillion little specks to denote embryos, and I've seen a bumper sticker that says "No Baby On Board: Feel Free To Just Plow Into Me" which is lovely and sarcastic. But doesn't necessarily make it clear that that baby is missing. The expecting mother/mother with small children parking...yes. I think "Grieving the Possibility of Small Children" parking would be lovely, too.

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    1. HI Jess, for some reason I have only just seen your reply here! I really quite like the "feel free to just plow into me" comment--- it is clever--- I think it does make a rather brutal point that there's a kind of societal undertone about childlessness equating to worthlessness... (of course I don't agree with that, but I do think it's a cruel idea that exists out there!)

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