Hi all,
Hope you don't mind me butting into this thread. I was on another (To TTC or not to TTC) and RunLyraRun posted there, and alerted me to this one (she was talking to someone else, so hope you don't mind me hopping over, RLR!). This is a brilliant thread. I feel very similarly to WinnieP and RLR and many of you. Mine is what is known as a cautionary tale to some extent, however: I'm 37, and have been TTC for four years, with increasing assiduousness. I'm still simultaneously dithering, though (if that's possible?!) as I still don't know if it's what I want. We're now in the position of being offered IVF, as what the fertility doc and nurse call "the best option" for us now (we have what they call inexplicable fertility, though I suspect DH's drinking, which will not desperate is fairly heavy and sustained, isn't helping). So in one sense, I'm an argument for getting on with it as we haven't got anywhere in years.
On the other hand... I'm still unsure about whether I want kids at all, even after all this. Obviously IVF often doesn't work, but it feels like a way more deliberate step than just stopping using contraception, or even than peeing on sticks or any of that malarkey (which I was doing for quite a while, but have now given up, to be honest, and back to just hit and miss bonking!). Sort of wish we'd started earlier in a way, but then wouldn't have wanted to get pregnant at 33 (and I was 33 when we started trying anyway) as I was only 31 when we got married and we wanted some time for us. And still do, in some ways.
I'm so torn - DH is not really keen on kids, which is a big disincentive. But I had the happiest childhood, and still have a great relationship with my family, and always assumed I'd have one of my own. And want that, at least in theory. And adore my nephew, who is 4 months old (though I definitely get the best of him - I can see it's insanely hard work). I'm frightened of regretting it later, whether I do or don't. Feel so similar to many of you on here. My top three worries:
- It ruining my relationship with DH, on whom I would be foisting kids to some extent. (He's brilliant with kids, and I think would actually get on board in a big way, but his position is that he doens't really want them, and is only co-operating so that I don't get miserable and he doesn't ruin my life...).
- That I will worry even more than I do already - the things that some of you have said much more eloquently than I can.
- Am also petrified of the birth, and lasting trauma after it - am an utter wimp over pain, and have stupidly read some of the horror-story threads about childbirth on here...
OK, enough - sorry to ramble on and on - but so nice to read like-minded posts. (And very nice to hear about relatively late motherhood - which gives me hope, though four years TTC is obviously not the most positive of situations.)