I don’t know if it’s unreasonable if I’m feeling this low or whether I just need to put on my big girl pants on and just deal with the hand I’ve been dealt with.
DH and I have been trying for a baby for nearly 18m and we always knew we were in for a rough ride. He ha/ arthritis and I have stage IV endo. He takes many drugs/biologics to handle his daily pain as do I. When we met (over 10 years ago), babies and children were always a part of our long term plan. With my endo, fertility was always a question mark and early last years we stopped using birth control and I used all the apps/sticks you name it, in an attempt to get pregnant.
Alas it didn’t work.
We have been going to therapy for years (we started when our health took a turn) and I think it’s because of that, I think we’ve been able to stay united and support one another during this time. DH’s health during Covid and the lack of access to healthcare has meant that his health has gotten worse and the next step left for him on his current pathway means a drug which we have been advised is not suitable for viable pregnancies. I don’t want to put any innocent baby in danger and I need him to have some reprieve from
his pain, which means we probably have come to the end of our pregnancy journey. We have discussed adoption/fostering/donor sperm/donor egg and may look into this in the future. Right now I feel like I need to grieve this part of our journey before looking forward, if that makes sense?
Lots has been happening and it just seems like everyone around me is pregnant or having babies. My best friends; his best friends; our siblings; colleagues; cousins…and truthfully I’m so happy for everyone. My Aunt heart is bursting with happiness but my empty ‘mum’ heart still aches longs for my own child. Am I being ridiculous? I know it’s not in our hands…it may be the most sensible thing…this way we can focus on our respective health and I am so grateful we still have each other. But I just feel sad. Will I get over this feeling?