Thursday, February 9, 2012

That "so overwhelmed you might hyperventilate" feeling..

On Parenthood last night, Sarah freaked out because while her boyfriend talked about traveling to Morocco, all she could think about was how, if they're going to have a baby, they have to do it NOW because she's already 40. I thought "that's exactly how I feel!" followed by "but I'm not anywhere near 40!"

I'm 28 and I understand that I'm still "young" in terms of fertility but when I think about maybe quitting all this fertility treatment business for a few years, I almost hyperventilate because I know that in just a few short years I won't be "young" anymore and will be facing even more issues with conceiving. I don't want to wait too long and regret it.

Also, more of the reason for my freak-out besides my aging eggs, are my grandparents. They have always been a huge part of my life and always seemed so young and lively to me. But, in the past few years, they've started rapidly aging and it's beginning to occur to me with more and more frequency that it's very likely I will outlive them. I want them to know my children and I want them to be around long enough for my children to remember them. And the more time that passes, the less likely that is going to be. So, in a sense, my fertility timeline isn't really my own.


Infertility causes lots of emotions, everyone knows this. But, the predominant emotion it has caused me to have has been anger.

When I didn't know why I wasn't getting pregnant for the first 2 years, I became angry at my body for not working the way it's supposed to. When we realized that we needed to see a fertility specialist, I was angry that we had to put so much effort into becoming parents. When we found out that we wouldn't be able to conceive naturally, I was angry at my body, my husband's body, God, fate, everyone in the world who accidentally became pregnant, and I could go on.

And frankly, I'd like to say that I've learned how to overcome this anger.

But, I haven't. Whenever I think about how far we've come and how far we have to go before we become parents, I'm still angry.

And I've learned to cope with/ignore my anger.. but I haven't been able to rid myself of it and I don't think I ever will.

Let's focus, please..

After being awful at blogging since.. well, since I started this whole thing. I'm once again planning to be better.

Not because I want thousands of people to read about my life.

Not because I have tons of free time.

Not because I'm an amazing writer.

But because it helps me to think things through, put things into perspective, and get things out that I would probably never say to anyone.