My husband and I met in our first year of university. Our flats were next door to each other, and we started dating (loosely, we were 19) the year after. During winter break of our third year, I found out I was pregnant, at age 20. I had our little girl just after I finished my degree.
She’s six now, and we started TTC when she was 3. She’s now 6, nearly 7. Nothing happened, I’ve had tests, he’s had tests, it’s unexplained secondary infertility. We both have good jobs, good social lives outside of each other, our families are amazing, but TTC has put such a huge strain on us. Sex has become a chore, he’s admitted not enjoying it because it just means disappointment is on its way. I tend to agree, it just means things are miserable. We’ve tried to “just relax”, we’ve been on holidays without our daughter, we’ve done everything. We can easily afford IVF, but he’s now admitted he’s not sure if he wants us to do it. He’s concerned that the hormones, and entire process, will be too hard for me. We’ve got our first consultation booked in for next week, and I’m shellshocked. I know that if he doesn’t want this, that’s that. It’s two yes, one no, if he says no we won’t go through with it.
I don’t know what to do. I’ve always seen myself as being a mum to multiple children. I’ve always wanted to be that mum. We started saving when we first started trying for me to take an extended maternity leave, and for him to take a longer paternity. Over the last three years, that fund has grown to the point I could probably retire, we’ve both had multiple promotions, and now I’m facing the possibility of my imagined life not looking how I expected.
Has anyone been through anything like this and their marriage survived?