So yesterday was my lucky day (NOT!) I got to spend the entire day with a friend who has a 2 yr old and is in her first trimester carrying her second. Another girl who is in her second trimester with TWINS. And a girl who has a week old newborn.
And then there's me
offically been ttc#1 for a year!!!!!!!!!! is this ever going to happen?
& to all the people i keep hearing say 'i conceived in the first month, go die. i'm sick of hearing it!
Also, I can't help but feel angry when people complain about struggling to get pregnant when they already have children, I'd be happy if I even had one
THAT!!! It's NOT THE SAME!
Does it ever stop stinging when someone else announces their pregnancies? I mean...I know that eventually I'll be the one announcing and others will be pining away for little ones. One day I'll be the one who makes others want to scream.
I want to be happy for every single person who posts. Yet, my first impulse is to want to cry rather than congratulate.
You asked Santa for a doll every Christmas. You cherished each one, named them, nursed them, clothed them, bathed them. You made lists of baby names in your head, on paper for as long as you can remember. You counted the number of years left until you were 25 - the magical year when you were old enough, well-rounded enough, stable enough to be someone's mom.
And you cried on your 25th birthday because you were still in school- no money, no job, no long-term partner. And as each subsequent year passed your lamentations and fear about getting older grew louder and more desperate. You put those hormones in your mouth every day for years and years against your better judgement, against your life's wishes.
And then you got married and threw those pills away. And that was when your nightmares came true as month after month your body flushed away the possibility of life. And more and more babies were born to other mothers. Pushed their tiny feet against another woman's ribs, cried their first cries in another woman's arms, cooed and smiled and giggled for everyone but you.
And that was when the clarity came to you: That dream you had? Your whole life. The one you thought about everyday? That only happens to other people. Like winning the lottery or perishing in a car wreck - it only happens to other people.
I know all about the fertile people. Forever asking when we plan on having children, and I want to shout at them well we PLANNED on it when we were pregnant 5 months ago, but that didn't go as planned. Ugh.
I hate myself today for being excited that I am probably ovulating right now, as it is probably the first time since March '12 that I've ovulated. I never once thought I'd be one of the unlucky that have fertility issues. I never once thought I wouldn't get my bfp because I don't ovulate most months. I have been waiting MONTHS to actually ovulate, and I already know that DH and I will probably miss the window, but I'll still be going into the TWW hoping and waiting, and it's going to be absolutely crushing to not have a bfp at the end, but knowing this in advance won't stop how I feel when it happens.
Dear friend ,stop spamming me with a local Canadian celebrities baby pictures and her bump saying "omg too precious". You know I had a M/C 5 months ago and that her BFP was accidental. How heartless can fertile people be!!!! It's like I gotta put a big fat tattoo on my forehead for people to remember " I M/C'ed 5 months ago, I don't care about baby photos!!!!!"