And so another baby making window has passed and I’m left
feeling spent and exhausted. It’s not just the energy the actual act takes, but
the emotional release of the pressure valve that builds over those few days.
There is a magical 4 day window once a month to try and conceive. There are
times when you just can’t find the strength to do it, or other events happen in
life that stop you. When this happens, it feels like the only way a baby will
arrive is through immaculate conception!
I woke up this morning feeling jealous of all of those women who conceive quickly, until I realised I was one of those women! So I’m really jealous of the women who conceive quickly and get to keep their baby – I’m not one of those women. I fell pregnant on my 3rd attempt so that’s pretty quick in my books. I’m reminded of that as this was our 3rd attempt since the miscarriage. I’m hoping it’s 3rd time lucky again!
I woke up this morning feeling jealous of all of those women who conceive quickly, until I realised I was one of those women! So I’m really jealous of the women who conceive quickly and get to keep their baby – I’m not one of those women. I fell pregnant on my 3rd attempt so that’s pretty quick in my books. I’m reminded of that as this was our 3rd attempt since the miscarriage. I’m hoping it’s 3rd time lucky again!
The danger of that thought is it sets me up for a fall I
don’t want to take. I’m realising how different my experience of trying to fall
pregnant this time is compared to last time. Last time I had no fear and no
expectations. I thought I’d be lucky if I fell pregnant within a year and was
expecting it to only happen through some kind of fertility intervention. I did not
believe I had the ability to fall pregnant naturally so my husband and I just
threw ourselves into it without a care in the world.
This time I’m plagued with fears – running out of time,
expectations, potential damage from the miscarriage or miscarrying again. I’m
also plagued with frustration of how long all of this has taken. There’s a lot
going on in my mind and it’s hard to block it all out. I try desperately to do
it though as I know I need to remain calm and stress-free through this process.
I feel like I’m juggling so many balls to
make it happen. I have to juggle energy levels, my marriage, timing, pills,
doctor appointments, blood tests and scans. I haven’t even been to the
fertility specialist yet so no doubt that will add a few more balls to the mix.
Sometimes, I feel the heaviness all of that brings and it makes me wish I
hadn’t had the miscarriage. I know, useless thinking, but I guess I just long
for that time when it didn’t seem like it was such a hard road to tread.
To me, the concept of immaculate conception is essentially a
woman does something mundane like sneezing and suddenly she’s pregnant. I know
that’s not the religious definition and I’m not intending to insult any faiths
by my simplified definition. I use it as
an example of how wonderful it would be if that was the case. I know though however much I will it, it's not going to happen.
I’ve just been for another scan today and I had to give the
sonographer my history – I had a miscarriage, my periods didn’t come back, I
had to go on medication, this is my 3rd cycle since, I’ve been have
ongoing cramps and discharge since then so yes, something is not right. She
looked at me and shook her head. “As if miscarriage wasn’t horrible enough, you
have all that to deal with on top. Life just isn’t fair sometimes is it?” I
thought hallelujah – a medical person who finally gets it!
She finished the scan and started to clean up. Before she
left, she said “Well, I hope the next time I see you you’re knocked up and
happy.” Amen sister!
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