What I don't love

I don't love when infertiles become pregnant and poof it's like they were never infertile. Like they forgot. On one of the blogs I follow the person actually said something like, 'I feel so bad for people who are still cycling'. Really? When my DH and I went for our first appt he said, 'when they give us a picture we can't walk out into the waiting room with it, that is just as bad as when people bring their kids'--I just loved that he noticed this, it made it seem (for one of the first times) that he got it. Like he knew what boat we were in, and it was reassuring to know, that he is sensitive enough to not forget where we have been. As happy (and tentative as we are to be pregnant)--we won't forget what we have been through. I am an infertile and I love my infertile sisters and brothers!  I have known their pain and I still know it. It has stolen so much from me, my faith in my body to work, my innocene about getting pregnant, it has stolen my suprise I'm pregnant moment! And I am not naive enough to believe that because I am lucky enough to be pregnant now, that I will definetly be pregnant again. I hope that we will have more children, but it is not a guarantee. I can't take for granted that we are blessed that IVF worked, and all the prayers, asking for my, future (now present) baby---I am passing those on to other couples who may be infertile now, but will be pregnant (or have babies and children of their own) in the future.


...step off soapbox.