Warning: Men hate to hear about Fertility, so if you're reading... you've been warned and should just stop reading.
So, ladies, as most of you know I am totally laking in the fertility side of life. Ever notice that we hear so much more about fertile Myrtle and not nearly enough about the pains and successes of the rest of us?
I get it. It's personal and sad, and we think we're alone. But does it have to be this way? I think the silence just perpetuates the sadness.
I've been a lot better during this round of infertility than I was the first time when I turned into a complete crazy person, but I still have hard days. And I still find it fascinating that this is the only issue in my life that is hard to find the right person to talk to about.
My husband does what he can, but as I have said... he is no woman when it comes to talking and sharing.
And all my friends are in their child-baring years like me, which just causes a lot of chances for awkward moments.
It goes like this: You know I'm trying. I know you know. You get pregnant... it's a good thing I didn't tell you how I really feel. Now that I never shared, I can just drop off a gift and smile real big and maybe it will make everything go by smoothly.
Or how about this? What if I decide you are the one to share with? I finally hit the wall, and you are there. I tell you exactly how badly I hurt. You cry. I cry, and the next day, Yeah!, you're pregnant. Looks like I'll find a new confidant because it is just weird for both of us now.
Or even worse, after my big break down and my vulnerable moment.... Yeah!!! I' pregnant, and now I just feel like a big baby. Now I showed you how crazy I really am for nothing.
None of those options seems worth it, so we just keep quiet.
But whenever I need to talk, all of these scenarios run through my head, and I feel like I have no one.
I'm luckier than most because I have an open personality, and I have a few best friends who are honest about these ackwardnesses. Bridget just came out and told me one day that if I got pregnant, I should not expect her to be happy right away (as she geared up to try again after her two miscarriages.) And my dear Lindsay sat me down after I had been trying to get pregnant for 5 horrible months and told me she was going to try for number two. She told me it was ok to cry. I did ... in front of her and at home. I cried before she got pregnant (the next day) and after. And I will always be grateful for the honesty and love of these two close friends.
But it still doesn't make the problem go away. Who should you talk to? Who will always be there?
My mom thinks I'm too poor to have another baby, so she won't really be listening if I chose to talk to her. My sister who is the best listener I know is having a baby on Wednesday, and I believe with all my soul that she should not have to listen or care about me right now. Plus, she is fertile as hell and can't really understand.
Then anyone you choose is probably going to say something like, "Oh, the minute you stop worrying about it, you'll get pregnant," "It just takes time" or "Oh, you'll probably get pregnant next month."
And there is always the added problem (which isn't really a problem in the end) that for most women with fertility issues, they actually could get pregnant "next month," and since you know that, it is hard to open up. You just wait. And wait.
But eventually, even if it is only for a moment each month, you will hit the wall. You are not wired to keep in this much pain, which is one of the reasons why, of course, you turn into a crazy person.
So, I don't have a complete solution, but I do have some ideas, friends.
Old people and strangers. This is who you should talk to.
They don't have to be that old, but women who are no longer having children can be great to talk to. Now, a lot of them aren't, so be careful. But a lot of them are.
One time on a horrible day, I ended up at my neighbor's house. She's an older women who has several children raised and out of the house. I was at her house to pick up a check for a neighborhood event, and I started asking her questions about the pictures on her wall. She pointed to her kids and starting telling me their ages. There was a 6 year gap from one child until her pair of twin girls. She gently and subtly let me know that the pain of those 6 years was nearly unbearable, and that she sees her twins as the miracle that healed a huge part of her heart.
A few days later a little cat walked into my life and (no joke) because of that talk with Gretal, I was able to see the healing powers in that miracle. I completely changed my life and perspective.
For the next several months, I knew that Gretal was there across the street, and that if I hit the wall, I could go open up to her. I never did. I never needed too, and I think it was because I knew she was an option for me. I wasn't alone.
Just yesterday, I talked to my husband's aunt about her own years of baby making. She had her fair share of trouble. She is not super emotional, but, again, I knew that if I needed to talk at a later time, she will be there.
Strangers are great, too, because they tend to go away. They can be there in the moment, and they can't be there to get pregnant or judge you or gossip about you the next day.
They don't always know what they are talking about, but when you find the right one, they are Golden. I met a friend a few weeks ago on plane who had the same problems I did getting pregnant with her first. We both loved to talk it out and to work through some of the emotion that was still lingering.
I ask strangers all kinds of questions. If they have kids ages 10 and 3, I ask something like, "That is interesting. Did you choose that age difference or was that how life workout for you?" I love the peace and strength I get from their answers, and I find that just like I need to talk, so do they.
Obviously, fertility is huge. I have tons to say about the process, the worry, the reasons, the logic, the medicine and the gospel, but that is all for another day.
In the meantime, here are a few sites that offer places to talk and get more information:
Two of Us for Now: Web site for infertile Mormon couples
Fertility Plus: information from patients for patients
Resolve: A national organization that I am thinking of volunteering with

Quinn at 10 months. My miracle and my inspiration.
Since I've lost you for some time, I have a lot of catching up to do, blogger wise. I love your posts. Are you doing in vitro on the 13th or 14th? You can be jealous that I'm pregnant but you can't ever be jealous of me. But I hope nothing gets in the way of talking, even though I understand you feel like you don't have anyone to turn to. I miss your face and can't wait to see you with Becky.
ReplyDeletePS And I just ADORE the picture of Quinn puking all over your arm at your graduation. Classic and priceless. Like the time Z pooed all over my carpet on my birthday. Kids these days...
Jill, I hope you don't mind me leaving a comment, but I just want you to know that I feel for you. And I'm done having kids, so you could talk to me if you want. :) It took me at least a year to get pregnant each time I tried and we also had a miscarriage between Tanner and Kiersten, hence the 5-year gap. And Mark was always just worried about how much kids cost! He would have been fine just having one or two. Anyway, I know it's hard and I'm sorry. Love ya.
ReplyDeleteKris, I love what you said about your husband. It is crazy how you can love someone so much and they can be so on a different page!! There is something very maternal about infertility, i swear. My do we have to get crazy, and they get to just ... watch golf?
ReplyDeletewere not doing in vitro. We're starting with insemination. We don't have a date yet because it is based on when I ovulate, but If Tim gets back in town in time for it this month. I'm hoping the stress of Quinn in the hospital will push back my ovulation, and we will be good to go!! Sweet!
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