tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33461262886749177732024-03-05T19:59:10.549-08:00Living with MRKHGrecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-13146599428025846202016-03-20T10:31:00.002-07:002016-03-20T10:31:52.530-07:00Uneven Road.<div>
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<b>We all walk on the same road.</b></div>
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<b>We are all on our way to work, school, internships, vacation..</b></div>
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<b>We all walk on the same road.</b></div>
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<b>Though we walk on the same road, </b></div>
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<b>I was walking around my internship, going to get lunch.</b></div>
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<b>It's a busy place, I work around movie sets, show sets, news stations..</b></div>
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<b>The busy directors, actors, assistants, producers, writers,</b></div>
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<b>we all walk the same road to get lunch but yet its different... </b></div>
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<b>I was walking next to a woman that was pregnant</b></div>
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<b>The looks and aw's people gave to her as we walked side by side were amazing</b></div>
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<b>It's truly heart warming to know people are excited that you are pregnant.</b></div>
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<b>I mean, why wouldn't they be, </b></div>
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<b>you are creating a new life. </b></div>
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<b>This woman and I, are walking to lunch on the same road</b></div>
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<b>Though I am excited and happy that she is pregnant. </b></div>
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<b>This uneven road reminds me that I will never get those looks. </b></div>
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<b>That I will never be on the third trimester</b></div>
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<b>That I will never have people touch my baby belly..</b></div>
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<b>This uneven road goes a long way. </b></div>
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<b>We are different. </b></div>
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<b>We are all unique. </b></div>
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<b>This uneven road has a different end route for us all. </b></div>
Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-60837132081502198202015-03-10T11:50:00.001-07:002015-03-10T13:06:15.166-07:0020 & thinking you know enough. <div class="MsoNormal">
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Now that you have entered your 20’s you think you know enough to get you through life.</div>
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You may have experienced your first heartbreak, you've
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Life will only get better!<br />
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Your parents/professors/grandparents always tell you that you don’t know
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yourself.. “Hmm, I really don’t know squat.”</div>
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<b>AND IT’S OKAY!</b><o:p></o:p></div>
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It’s okay to admit that you have no idea what’s going on in
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For example, I began college at 17, moved into the dorms and was excited to be living on my own. </div>
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For the most part I did okay for myself & coming from a Latin-Catholic background I had an incredible support system from my family. </div>
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To be honest, I thought everyone did until school started and I developed friendships with people from a different ethnicity. </div>
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I learned that not everyone has the support system I have, not everyone grew up optimistic, not everyone enjoys sitting in a social area, not everyone eats Pork, not everyone believes in La Virgin de Guadalupe. Everyone has a different story, you just haven't heard it. </div>
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Learning these facts opened my mind & now I see a different world than I did at 17.. than I did at 19..</div>
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Now at 20, I still find myself calling my parents on a daily basis seeking advice. </div>
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Don't always assume you know everything. Did you read the pictures I have at the top? </div>
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You learned something new just by reading this! :) </div>
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I’m not saying doubt yourself every day because you have to
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Whether you're 20.. 24.. 30.. 40 or even 78.. you can never know enough about how the world. </div>
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Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-91996214537660338742015-02-23T23:00:00.003-08:002015-02-23T23:27:00.572-08:0020 & staying true to yourself. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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I will start by saying that if you know and love yourself, you will find it effortlessly to be true to yourself. </div>
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Why live a life where you aim to please others?</div>
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In our 20's we are peer pressured to drink, take drugs or simply do something we are not comfortable with.. and for what? To be popular? To be in the "in crowd"? It's not worth it because at the end of the day you look in the mirror and think "why the $%*# did I do that?!".</div>
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Don't pretend to be someone else. </div>
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We are in the digital era of communication. We use it every hour on the hour.</div>
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EX: Twitter, Instagram, FB, Snapchat etc.. where people are often comparing themselves to others. (this goes to both males & females) <b><u>BE WHO YOU ARE!</u></b></div>
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As the saying goes, <i>"You can't love anyone else until you love yourself." </i> & it's 100% true.</div>
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How are you willing to give your all to someone when you're not even sure who you are?</div>
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Which often leads to a bad relationship because then you start to change what you like to do for fun only please the opposite sex. At the end of the day you're confused & unhappy.</div>
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So take a minute to reflect on yourself! What do you want to do with your life? Where do you want to be in five years? What's your favorite music genre? Where do you want to travel? </div>
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Just think.. you need to love yourself like Kanye loves himself. (yes I just said that) but its true, the man has so much self-confidence it needs to start rubbing off on everyone. </div>
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Respect yourself and others will respect you. </div>
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Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-16349436612192159162015-02-06T08:06:00.001-08:002015-02-06T08:06:18.627-08:00Living with MRKH: Inside our bodies. <b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Inside our bodies.</span></u></b><br />
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I talk about some side effects that come with having this syndrome. </div>
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Enjoy :) </div>
Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-2622044319339661132015-02-03T23:26:00.001-08:002015-02-03T23:26:37.060-08:0020 & why do women intimidate men.<b>20 & why do women intimidate men.</b><br />
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20 & why do women intimidate men.</div>
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Women can be a handful, I get it. If we don't get what we want, we fight for it.</div>
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It's been in our veins since the late 1800s when women began trying to get the same recognition as men. </div>
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Women fought for years until 1920 when we were granted the right to vote.</div>
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<u><i><b>So why do men get intimidated? </b></i></u></div>
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Isn't a beautiful, successful business woman one of their fantasies? </div>
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Here we are in 2015 where women are working in corporate offices, building their brands, standing up for what they believe in.. etc. </div>
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I don't think it should make males feel less of a man. </div>
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Women should only motivate them to be a better person. </div>
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Only the weak get intimidated by the strong regardless of the sex.</div>
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I personally don't think it's the women that intimidate men, I think its the ambition and the passion that we show in our work that make men think twice about getting involved.</div>
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Again, I don't see why men reject successful women. Is it because they don't enjoy being dominated?</div>
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Some men admit when they are intimidated, others deny it.</div>
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It's a love/hate situation for us women. </div>
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We want for men to be intimidated, but also want to form solid relationships with men because at the end of day we can't live with them and we can't live with out them.</div>
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I am always working on new projects, whether its for work/school/internships or being a part of new organizations. </div>
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<i><u>"How do you manage to get everything done?"</u></i></div>
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The world is <b><u>WAY </u></b>too big to stay comfortable. </div>
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<b>Be courageous, seek adventures. Enjoy life. </b></div>
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Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-76670960607431407402015-01-28T16:07:00.002-08:002015-01-28T16:07:20.712-08:00VIDEO:Top 8 things MRKH women don't want to hear.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I posted last night the Top 8 things MRKH women don't like to hear.</div>
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<br />Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-39862075115921290882015-01-27T20:49:00.001-08:002015-01-28T07:50:18.642-08:00Top 8 things MRKH women don't like to hear.<div style="text-align: center;">
There have been a number of times where I had to bite my tongue and tell myself to not take it personal because not everyone knows that I have MRKH.</div>
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Although this happens frequently, I have listed below the <b><u>Top 8</u></b> things MRKH women dislike.<br />
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3)OMG you are SO lucky you don't get your period.<br />
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4)You can have all the unprotected sex you want!<br />
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5)Some people aren't meant to be mothers.<br />
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8)So how do you have intercourse?<br />
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There are still a few more comments that we hear continuously, but here is a little taste.</div>
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Just don't. We are human, We have feelings. #LivingwithMRKH</div>
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<br />Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-16871585301174113252015-01-27T16:23:00.002-08:002015-01-27T16:23:14.924-08:00Let your voice be heard.<div style="text-align: center;">
Last week I asked a professional journalist some advice on how to get my journalism career going, she told me how when she was in college, she began her <u>YouTube</u> page. </div>
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She asked what my goal in life was and what I wanted to do with my life.</div>
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I told her I just wanted to be heard, I opened up to her about my MRKH syndrome and how I always get many views here more than my entertainment blog. </div>
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She said to link them in hopes to get views on both. I explained how there are girls out there about to discover that they too have MRKH and I want to be a mentor they can go for to ask questions because when I found out, I didn't have anyone to seek advice from. </div>
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<br />Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-83086388029177052962014-12-22T00:48:00.001-08:002015-01-27T20:52:22.524-08:0020 & Living with MRKH.December 22, 2014.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>It's been a while since I've last posted on this blog. Mostly because I have been trying to not think about having MRKH, not because I am ashamed of it or because I don't want anyone to know, but because it's harder than you think...</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">First off, I hate the cold, it's when my backaches are at their prime. Having MRKH is having back pains 24/7 but it's not until it gets cold when we really start to feel it on our lower backs. I live in a city where it gets around 30 degrees Fahrenheit during winter so there goes my back. What I find most comforting when the pain strikes are naps. lol Naps make everything go away.. until you wake up that is. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">For those of you reading this post and are a first timer, WELCOME! :) </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">MRKH affects 1 in 5,000 women and you are oh so lucky to know me, Grecia, and guess what.. I am that 1 in 5,000. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">So, 20 & Living with this syndrome has its cons and pros. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Pro #1: I don't have to worry about getting pregnant because I was born without a uterus. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Con #1: My body can never bear a child because I was born without a uterus.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">As you can see, it's a curse and a blessing within itself. Sure, I won't ever wake up from a wild night freaking out if I used protection because there is no way I can pregnant, but I sometimes sit here and wonder what it would feel like to actually have to freak out about being pregnant. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">No, I do not want kids now, I am still in college, waiting to get my degree and figure out my next step in life. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">But I sit here and think, 10 years from now, I will probably be ready to settle down, I will probably be ready to start my own family, but wait... I can't... my body is incapable of bearing a child. How will I ever find someone who will be okay with marrying someone who is unable to give them a child? Hmm... thoughts and thoughts run through my mind but then I tell myself that I am only 20 and have the rest of my life to figure that part out. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Being a 20-year-old college student you get all sorts of indirect comments from your extended family such as: </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">"You better take care of yourself!"</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">"Are you being safe?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">"Have you had your first scare?" </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">"Are you on the pill?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">"Do you need condoms?" </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">"You better not ruin your college years in one night." etc...etc...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Sometime I wish I could tell all of my family that I will never be able to get pregnant so they can stop with their comments but then they will look at me as if I was from outer space. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Especially coming from a traditional hispanic family background with catholic views, getting married by church and having children are like a MUST in my family. And just my luck I am the first born grandchild so my grandmother is always talking about how she hopes to live to see my first baby and I sit there... with guilt... should I tell her? Should I wait?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Oh god, give me a sign.... </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">To end this part of my blog, I told my grandmother. Let's just say the conversation wasn't too pretty. Now she has me praying like crazy as if a magical uterus and cervix will somehow appear in my body over night. Lol good one Grandma. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I am just living day by day... <3 </span></div>
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<br />Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-36702877141829757802014-09-05T13:35:00.001-07:002015-01-27T20:52:32.916-08:00Supporting my MRKH sisters.Support.<br />
What is the definition of support?.. to help, to uphold, to serve as a foundation... to be there for someone.<br />
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My MRKH sisters are the best supportive system I have alongside my family and my boyfriend.<br />
They are the only ones who understand how I feel everyday.<br />
These girls know how it feels to wake up and be numb to the feeling of being able to start your own family.<br />
They understand how I feel whenever someone I personally tells me that they're pregnant.<br />
My MRKH sisters know what it is like to have back pain 24/7.<br />
They know how much we hate going to the doctor because all they ever talk about is the multiple surgeries we can get.<br />
These girls know what is like to feel different around a group of girls.<br />
They know how awkward it gets when our friends talk about their period and we sit there not knowing what to say because we have never had one.<br />
They know what it is like to have to tell the person they love that we will never be able to give them a child.<br />
They know what it is like to tell our parents we won't be able to make them grandparents. <br />
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We are here for one another whether we are in a different state, time zone or even different country.<br />
We are the 1 in 5,000 women.<br />
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The purpose of this blog post is to tell you all about one of my MRKH sisters who is brave enough to get the surgery.<br />
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Here is a little bit about her self:<br />
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"Hi, my name is Kayla Ackerman, I am 20 years old and when I was
16 years old my life was changed when I was told that I was born
with Mayer-Rokitansky-Küster-Hauser syndrome or better known as MRKH.
With this type of syndrome I was born without my uterus, I don't have a
period and I'll never be able to carry my own child. I've always
struggled with feeling different compared to everyone else. Then in
November of 2013 I found out another thing this syndrome robbed from me
was the ability to have a deep intimate relationship like a normal
person and because of this I suffered an episiotomy and a fistula. I am
now facing 3 separate surgeries. With these upcoming surgeries it will
fix my health and finally give me the little bit of normality that I've
always wanted"<br />
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If you would like to know about her story, here is the link to her gofundme account where she is asking for donation for her surgery.<br />
http://www.gofundme.com/e0cs98<br />
Kayla, if you read this, I applaud you. You are an inspiration to us girls with MRKH. You are taking a HUGE step in your life that many of us have yet to take. <br />
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God bless you Kayla.<br />
Because of you, I have found more strength in myself.<br />
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-xoxoGrecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-64950295226506438372014-01-06T20:46:00.001-08:002015-01-27T20:52:44.647-08:00Dealing with college and MRKH <div>
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Not a day goes by that I don't think about how good of a mother I could be. </div>
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Could be? No, will be. The fact that I have MRKH does not define that I will never be a mother. </div>
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I am looking forward to adopt as I have stated in my previous posts. </div>
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In my communications class we had to present a persuasive speech, I decided to persuade my classmates to adopt. I opened up to the class about MRKH and why adoption is important to me.</div>
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You better believe I had the class, including the professor in tears.</div>
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It wasn't my intention to make them sad and feel sorry for me no, on the contrary I despise when people tell me that they are sorry. They're not. They don't know.</div>
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I know that my class left school that day with considering adoption. </div>
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I tend to keep myself busy so I won't think about my syndrome, but with pregnant women being everywhere, it is really hard to avoid. </div>
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I am only 19 and I am in no rush to have kids, but when the moment comes, and it comes down to starting a family. I know it is going to be a very hard time in my life.</div>
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All I have to do right now is prepare myself for it. There's nothing else. </div>
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When I start to get sad about it, I remind myself that I have no control about having MRKH.</div>
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I was born this way. I will adopt. I have other purposes in life.</div>
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I have my dream career to pursue. </div>
Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-50791262331593477952014-01-06T20:35:00.001-08:002015-01-27T20:52:54.114-08:00When I see pregnant women I tend to.... There are pregnant women left and right.<br />
They're on TV, in magazines, walking next to me, shopping around me... etc.<br />
They are everywhere.<br />
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When I see a pregnant woman I tend to cringe inside.<br />
I can't help but get sad and feel awkward around them knowing that I will never be able to experience what they are going through.<br />
I know that I should be happy for the mother-to-be but I can't help but feel angry.<br />
I know that I shouldn't be angry because it's not their fault I was born without a cervix.<br />
I can't even be mad at myself, but sometimes I can't help but shut the world out.<br />
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When I see a pregnant woman and how happy she looks to be pregnant, I get a knot in my throat.<br />
I stare at their beauty of being able to bear a child inside of them.<br />
I stare at how gracefully they walk with the tummy growing each day.<br />
I stare at the amazement that the female body is capable of doing such a thing.<br />
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When I see a pregnant woman I can't help but approach them and tell them how beautiful they look.<br />
No one understands the beauty of pregnancy and how much it means to me.<br />
I can't help but cherish every pregnant woman I see. I always congratulate them.<br />
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When I see a pregnant woman, I tend to day dream.<br />
I long to wake up one day to a baby bump growing out of my body, but I know that it's impossible.<br />
A girl can dream right?<br />
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I sigh in silence and continue walking my way.Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-39736680873501599222013-12-19T01:44:00.001-08:002015-01-27T20:53:05.641-08:00The famous "You can always adopt" response. One of my huge pet peeves if not my number one pet peeve is when people tell me "You can always adopt".<br />
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Okay, I understand that adoption is one my choices but that doesn't make me feel complete.<br />
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That doesn't bring joy to me. That doesn't help me feel better, at all. It just reminds that people out there are clueless when it comes to MRKH and that needs to change.<br />
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I open up about my syndrome constantly to people so they won't take their periods for granted as I have stated in my past blogs.<br />
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Since day one all five of my doctors have told me the famous "You can always adopt".<br />
My own mother has said "You can always adopt".<br />
My roommates have said "You can always adopt".<br />
My co-workers have said "You can always adopt".<br />
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I get it. They don't really know what to respond to such a story, so they tell me that I can adopt.<br />
I just feel as if I am fighting this war alone.<br />
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I can't log onto social media without seeing a post about someone I know being pregnant. It's harsh.<br />
I get angry. Why was I born like this? I'm a good person, right? How come it has to be me?<br />
Countless emotions run through my head, but at the end of the day, I have no control over this.<br />
I was born this way.<br />
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I do look forward to adopting a daughter or a son or maybe even both.<br />
The day I bring my daughter home will be the happiest moment of my life, besides my wedding of course.<br />
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But until then, I will continue to live my life and grow as an individual.Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-40373018907525048952013-12-19T01:31:00.000-08:002013-12-19T01:31:33.752-08:00Finding someone who will accept me for me. Growing up you see how your parents are in love, and you think to yourself one day I will have a house of my own with my husband, kids and a few pets. You see it on TV, couples in love and starting a family. You see it on social media, so and so are newlyweds and are expecting. Well, you get my point, it's everywhere.<br />
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I do a lot of reading and what has caught my attention recently is how some girls with MRKH are worried that they won't find their "true love" with the condition that they have. They are scared to open up to a guy and share their condition because they don't want to be shunned out.<br />
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Believe me, I was scared too, I still am scared that one day my mother in law will not accept me because I will not be able to give her one of the greatest gifts of life, grandchildren.<br />
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I am writing to let my MRKH sisters know that they will find their significant other one day and he will accept you for who you are. It might not be easy to open up to him about your condition, but if he genuinely cares, he will love you no matter what.<br />
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You can say that I am speaking from experience.<br />
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I am currently in the best relationship a girl could ask for. My significant other is the most supportive person thus far with my condition. It wasn't easy telling him about my condition, he was confused but he understood.<br />
He was very intrigued in the condition and asked a thousand questions. When I go to the doctor he is always there calling me and texting me asking me to tell him what the doctor said. He is my number one supporter.<br />
He has accepted me with this condition and helps me to not think about it a lot. He<u style="font-weight: bold;"> ALWAYS </u> and I repeat <u style="font-weight: bold;">ALWAYS</u> has me looking at the bright side of my condition. He has no clue how grateful I am for him.<br />
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So to my fellow MRKH sisters, there IS love out there for every single one of you. Do not let MRKH keep you from falling in love and sharing your life. It is a beautiful thing to be in love.<br />
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Don't be shy.<br />
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<br />Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-50898798502060920122013-12-19T01:15:00.001-08:002015-01-27T20:51:17.803-08:00Other women being "jealous" of my condition.When a girlfriend of mine is on her period and asks me if I have a female pad or tampon, I just look at her and say no and a flow of emotions rush through my body bumping my blood for a few seconds and I have to remind myself that it wasn't my choice to be born this way.<br />
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Through high school, all of my best friends would tell me how "lucky" I was that I didn't have to deal with having a period and that they were "jealous" that I would never have to deal with it. Sure, I get it. From the looks of it, having a period doesn't seem to bring joy to women. It seems annoying, and boy do my friends go through their mood swings.<br />
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I can see why they are "jealous" that I don't have to deal with any of that but having MRKH isn't only about not getting a period. It's about not being able to conceive. It's about the knowledge that your body was never made to carry a child, and all the feelings of inadequacy that come along with that.<br />
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I recently took an Anthropology of Sex class this past semester in college where surprisingly my professor gave a lecture about my syndrome. Students across the classroom were confused learning about the syndrome. How could she be a female externally but internally not be fully developed? I grew courage, rose my hand, and announced to the class that I have the syndrome. Their faces dropped, my professors face dropped.<br />
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My professor said "You're lucky that you don't have to be spending money on pads and tampons"<br />
Truth is.. I'd rather be spending the money.<br />
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Women see their periods as hassles and don't realize that there are women out there who would do anything to have a period monthly. To be able to have a reminder that they can bear a child. To know that one day there will be baby growing inside of them.<br />
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I don't see how my condition is anything to be "jealous" of.<br />
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This is a very rare syndrome that only 1 in 5,000 women obtain. There are close to 40,000 students at my college, maybe there is another female going through the same thing I am. I don't know.<br />
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What I do know is that I wish I was normal.Grecia S. Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09469381001213991221noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346126288674917773.post-88463819148681477922013-12-10T21:54:00.001-08:002014-01-07T12:34:29.218-08:00Being the only one who hasn't started.It's no secret that women go through menstrual cycles each month.<br />
We are taught since grade school about how we will go through puberty.<br />
I was curious.<br />
Most of my friends began to chat about how the started their cycle in middle school.<br />
I was always silent during those conversations, I had not started.<br />
I remember my best friend told me her story of when she started her period her mother and grandmother were running back and forth from rest rooms getting her female pads. It was really funny.<br />
I always wondered where I would be when my period would come... It never will.<br />
My mother would question me if I had started menstruating and didn't tell her.<br />
Of course not, How would I keep this from my mother? I simply told her no.<br />
She said "It'll come soon."<br />
By the time I was in high school, taking Health class we are taught again.<br />
There I was 15 and confused. How come I haven't bled? Is something wrong?<br />
My first doctor visit, he didn't really check me due to the fact that I wasn't active, all he said was<br />
"You're a late bloomer. It'll come soon, if you're 18 and still noting, then somethings wrong."<br />
Years passed, my friends would always complain about their cycle.<br />
Bloating, fatigue, mood swings, hunger, anger.... and me, never felt anything. I still haven't.<br />
My friends all tell me I am lucky that I don't have to deal with periods... they're wrong.<br />
They're the lucky ones that are given a chance to conceive every month. I am not.<br />
I can not and will not be able conceive.<br />
Years continued to pass, I have gone to 4 doctors and none knew what was wrong....<br />
I put it off for a while until I decided to return to the doctor fall 2013.<br />
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I knew something was wrong the minute my 5th doctor walked into the room after some analysis.<br />
I was diagnosed with MRKH.<br />
MRKH is a medical syndrome that affects 1 in every 4500-5,000 females world wide.<br />
Some women get reconstructive surgery, other chose not to.<br />
I have looked at how much reconstructive surgery costs and boy, it is thousands.<br />
It makes me sad knowing how much the surgery cost and knowing that I can not afford it.<br />
I am only on my second year in college and that is already expensive itself.<br />
I have taking a stand in not getting reconstructive surgery.<br />
#1 because I can not afford it.<br />
#2 because I do not want to change who I am.<br />
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There are other options out there.<br />
I could look into getting a surrogate mother? Of course that is expensive as well.<br />
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My significant other is very supportive. He is up for adopting but I know he would want a child of his own an I will never be able to give him that.... Imagine how I feel. Of course we are in no rush to having kids, but when the time comes, may God be with me.<br />
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I have learned to accept me for how God had me.<br />
Here I am 19 years old, sophomore in college, making a decision that will affect me life long.<br />
I am not ashamed that I have MRKH.<br />
I want to empower women with this syndrome to stay positive and speak up.<br />
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Learning that my body is not healthy to bear a child is depressing.<br />
There are a million emotions that run through my head every day.<br />
There is not a day that I don't think about my syndrome.<br />
Knowing that I will never get to experience pregnancy is saddening.<br />
But then I think about the million of children that are waiting to be adopting and my heart smiles knowing that I will someday make a difference in their life.<br />
I still don't know at what age I will decide to adopt, but just know that I can not wait.<br />
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My goals are to graduate from college and become a bilingual reporter, but after being diagnosed, my goals have slightly changed.<br />
I now want to inform the world about this condition, I want to bring every woman with this syndrome together to remind them that they are not alone.<br />
That the confusion, sadness, troublesome, depression etc.. is not worth it.<br />
They need to be reminded that they have other purposes in life.<br />
My MRKH sisters.<3<br />
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I vow to make a difference in this world.<br />
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-Grecia S. Lopez<br />
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