Dear sad girl in the mirror from a year ago:
I wish I could come to you and spend a few minutes with you from the future, to let you know that it’s okay to cry, but you won’t be crying forever.
My husband and my journey towards becoming parents started in March of 2020, right alongside the start of the pandemic. We'd planned for a long time that we'd start trying in March, timing it so that we wouldn't run the risk of missing my sister's wedding (ironic in retrospect, on multiple levels). We were thrilled when, after our third month of trying, I saw two pink lines on a pregnancy test.
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Here at Infertility Unfiltered we have always prided ourselves on being a little different than your average support group and we’re not stopping there. We want to be able to extend our sisterhood, education and healing far beyond virtual sessions and social media. So we are proud to introduce to you our very own private virtual community!
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don’t mean it in a selfish way, I know it sounds like it but I miss her smile. I miss the light that used to shine as she entered a room. I miss her laugh, her vibrant and crazy self. All I see now is sadness, anger but mostly exhaustion. Yet in the same glance, I see strength, hope and the ability to help others struggling just like her. The ability to share her story in detail even though it brings up memories I am sure she doesn’t want to relive.
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For 3 years infertility ruled my life. It was almost an obsession, every spare moment devoted to looking up things to “help”. Putting off any plans for the future because … what if I was on my period, in the middle of a cycle or .. pregnant!
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This wasn’t the way I had envisioned my story ending. I was just six years old when one of my fallopian tubes became entangled in itself and turned gangrene. I was too young then to understand what it meant or to even care.
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After 3 years of IVF, losses, surgeries and heartbreak after heartbreak, I sat in my fertility docs office at what felt like the 100th “WTF Appt” trying to piece together the “what went wrong” and “what’s next” with my then boyfriend.
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