Hi All,
Thank you for your kind responses. It is so refreshing to talk with people who understand what I am going through. I feel keenly, more and more, that displeasure at being around pregnant friends or parents with two children. One of my friends (not someone I am very close to or know very well) asked me did I not want to have a second child recently. Her first born was born the same time as my daughter and she has just given birth to her third. I told her yes, but it just wasn't happening for us and she told me that she understood, she also struggled with infertility after her first born.... I would like to say that I found her empathy endearing, but I coudln't actually believe that she was comparing our experiences - she has three children in the time that I have one!!! There is less than twoyears between each of her children... How long could she possibly have been trying for? She also breastfed all her children for at least 6 months, so reasonably could not have been trying or expecting to get pregnant during that tmie... I hate myself for this kind of reaction. I never thought I would find displeasure in other people's joy. It is not something I have experienced before, despite all the various difficulties I have experienced in my life, and some have been monumentally huge...
There is something, however, unique, I think about infertility. It's the constant ups and downs. Every month I am distraught and every month I also think 'well, maybe it will happen this month and maybe that after all is for the best?' And every month I think 'that is a sign of pregnancy, right?' Since, let's face it, PMT is EAXCTLY the same as early pregnancy signs! How frustrating is that?!
Anyway anyway! I promise to get more positive once my period is over (literally this is the pattern over the last 2.5 years) but finding it difficult to shake myself out of this at present. My husband suggested IVF last night, which I found surprising. He had heard that we could get free treatmentif I donated an egg. We discussed it long and hard and decided this was something we could consider - I would feel that we were helping someone else and the costs would not stress me out. Then this morning realised I am too old.
Truly, I feel like I have been on a rollercoster for this past couple of years, like a mad obsessed person, the kind of person I never thought I would be, having never really been particularly keen on being a mum (we thought long and hard about whether we really wanted kids, those 5 years ago). My work is suffering as my concentration is so poor. Nobody at work knows, I don't feel like there is space to discuss it - how does one bring this up? And anyway, I would find it too upsetting. How do others cope with managing work and parenting? If any of you are in employment in addittion to looking after your children?
Best,
Emily