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ttc our Little Prince
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I used to get upset each time I got a bfn, each time I heard of a pregnancy, saw someone with a big belly, each time something went wrong with my cycle etc... after many months, I learnt to take it all into my stride, learnt that being upset about others would not change my situation. I even got to the stage of wondering whether I trully 100% wanted another baby, started considering the reasons why it might not be as wonderful as I think, started experiencing some times (usually as I am about to go to bed and am desperate for a good night sleep ) that I actually don't care much about being a mum again. I spend a lot of time counting all my blessings, reminding myself that I am so immensely lucky to be a mum of two perfect children already, that fate brough my OH into my life at the age of 38, my soulmate who allows me to experience the wonders of a safe and loving relationship, and the fact that I and all those I love are healthy and besides the little niggling problems we all experience, noone is dealing with difficult decisions, trauma or anything like that. So yes, I am and feel trully happy with my life.
So why does it feels like I am being stabbed in the heart when my ex mentions his and his partner's forthcoming appointment with the midwife. I felt momentarily upset when he announced the news and the feeling of unfairness we all go through (they are both not working, they don't live healthy lifestyles, my ex doesn't pay anything towards our children, etc...), but I managed to rationalise it, reminded myself how massively lucky I am with my life and I was ok with it, or so I thought.
My frustation is no longer with the fact that they have what I wish I had, my frustration is that I can't stop feeling personally affected by it with some sense of jealousy and hurt when I don't want to feel like that. I have accepted that I might never be a mum again and in theory, I am ok with it, so why do I still count the days until ov and make sure that OH and I bd then, why do I continue to feel so tense in the 1ww, and why am I letting it consume me when I have never been so happy in my life. 18 months ago, I so wanted to have a baby, nowaday, I just want to be able to move on and enjoy my wonderful life without feeling something is missing. Why can't it????
Sorry for the novel, but does anyone else feel this frustration of wanting to move on emotionally but not managing it?
So why does it feels like I am being stabbed in the heart when my ex mentions his and his partner's forthcoming appointment with the midwife. I felt momentarily upset when he announced the news and the feeling of unfairness we all go through (they are both not working, they don't live healthy lifestyles, my ex doesn't pay anything towards our children, etc...), but I managed to rationalise it, reminded myself how massively lucky I am with my life and I was ok with it, or so I thought.
My frustation is no longer with the fact that they have what I wish I had, my frustration is that I can't stop feeling personally affected by it with some sense of jealousy and hurt when I don't want to feel like that. I have accepted that I might never be a mum again and in theory, I am ok with it, so why do I still count the days until ov and make sure that OH and I bd then, why do I continue to feel so tense in the 1ww, and why am I letting it consume me when I have never been so happy in my life. 18 months ago, I so wanted to have a baby, nowaday, I just want to be able to move on and enjoy my wonderful life without feeling something is missing. Why can't it????
Sorry for the novel, but does anyone else feel this frustration of wanting to move on emotionally but not managing it?