As lovably type A, high achieving women, one of the hardest things in the world for us to do is ask for help. Learn why the stubborn “I can do it myself,” workhorse mentality that makes you uber awesome on the job, can actually create super sneaky BLOCKS between you and your baby.
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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 116. Women who succeed, ask for help. Ladies, ladies, ladies, woo, it is so good to be with you. This week, I want to take on a topic that is super fucking important. The wisdom of asking for help.
I don't know where the stigma associated with asking for help on this journey came from, but it's boring as fuck. And if you let it run the show on your journey, sister, it can cost you your ultimate success. I'm being straight up with you as a person who is in recovery when it comes to asking for help, because, ooh, I hated that shit.
I hated the idea of asking for help. And because I know what it almost cost me, I refuse to beat around the bush. There is a bizarre folklore floating around out there that if you ask for help, you're weak. I see this a lot when it comes to the subject of mindset. We see it all over our lives, but man, when it comes to mindset for some reason we resist it.
We have this weird bravado that keeps us from admitting that we're stuck. hitting our upper limit as the amazing Gay Hendricks would put it from his incredible work, The Big Leap. And we just figure that one day we might get lucky and somehow catch a break. All the while not seeing that what we think and believe is the quote unquote lucky break we're looking for.
My darling woman, if you are someone who struggles to ask for help on this journey, there's a critical question you've got to ask. How's that working out for you? How is your refusal, reluctance, or reticence to ask for help working out for you? I'm not posing this question to be snide. This is a legit inquiry to bring awareness to To your current situation is not asking for the help you desire in whatever form you desire it, getting you the result you say you want.
I remember saying to myself, I know there's a better way to do this journey. I don't want to live in a constant state of terror over whether my dream of being a mom could ever come true. I'm sick of comparing myself to every pregnant woman I see and I'm tired of running around with a lump in my throat feeling like I could cry at any moment.
Now, the craziest shit ever is I would say all of those things and leave it at that. I worried that if I asked for help, I was somehow letting myself down or that I was somehow weak. And man, did I hate weakness. Like as an alpha female, I do my shit. People can count on me. I'm the person everyone comes to for strength and certainty and consistency.
The idea of appearing weak was just completely unfathomable to me. I could not wrap my head around it, but it seems so crazy to me. Now, when I think about that, I have compassion for that part of me. And the women all over the world who labor under that same faulty thought process,
