Helpless, not hopeless
Arabella is having surgery today to improve her chances of getting pregnant. Teebs has spent a remarkable amount of time with her feet in the stirrups trying to get to the bottom of her infertility. Brooke has suffered four gut-wrenching miscarriages and is trying to line up financing for IVF. Untitled has been trying to conceive baby number 2 and despite shots in the ass and sex on a schedule, she’s let down each month. I have close friends and family who have lived through these cycles of heartache, including a sister-in-law who had a viable pregnancy and lost it unexpectedly when she was about five months along. She almost died in the process. Her only child died in her arms.
For all my whining about back pain, heart medication, PMS, and life in the slow lane, when it comes to reproduction, my body has pretty much done the right thing. I was ambivalent about having kids for 12 years, but when we finally decided to give it a try, everything went smoothly, more or less. Mr. A decided to be born on Labor Day weekend instead of close to Halloween, when he was due. Yeah, delivering a premature baby was traumatic in its own way, but I thank God his life was never in danger and he was spared major complications.
I had a miscarriage and D & C with baby number 2. My doctor gave me Valium because I couldn’t stop crying. And while there was sorrow and questions associated with that whole sad experience, I quickly became pregnant again and had a healthy pregnancy and birth that brought me my darling E-Grrrl.
I have no comforting words for those of you who have been beat up and broken in a hundred private ways by infertility. I have no advice on getting pregnant, no clue how or if your situations can ever be bearable, no idea if you’ll ever have peace or the babies you desperately want. In short I have absolutely nothing to offer—and that helpless feeling as an observer of your dilemmas gives me the tiniest glimpse of how enormously frustrating and disappointing it is for all of you to live with a sense of powerlessness in the face of infertility.
So today’s blog is for Arabella, Teebs, Brooke, Untitled, KK, V, and L and all those who have been put through the wringer of infertility. A portion of sympathy. A large dose of prayer. Hope that things will get better.
Copyright 2006 Veronica McCabe Deschambault. All rights reserved
May 3, 2006
Reader Comments (11)
She and her husband finally adopted a little boy, and then suddenly found themselves pregnant with their own son. After several more miscarriages, they had a daughter last fall.
I won't even go into all the things they have done in order to have a family. I stand in awe at their dedication. Through all of these things, it has always seemed to me that there is a bigger plan at work for them, and much of their struggle has been to find out what exactly that plan is.
Love and light to everyone who is trying to make sense of it all.
I was fortunate to easily get pregnant with my son, but when we tried to have a second baby we were thrown into "Infertility Hell" - the monthly emotional roller coaster can be overwhelming. It's hard to explain but during the process it is as if every moment of your day is filled with thoughts of how to fix this problem. We are all so used to being in control of our lives. This is one area where we are not in control and that is hard to accept. It also doesn't help when well-meaning friends/acquaintances make a random comment that brings us to tears.
We weren't able to have a second child but feel very fortunate to have a healthy 17 year old. Infertility is such an emotional issue and it really helps to have a supportive spouse/partner and friends.
prayers, good vibes, finger and toe crossing, chants whatever it takes. I'm doing it for you ladies.
One of my best friends just met with an adoption counselor and it seems that the $32k required for an adoption is not in their future. I just hope and pray as you do that good things come to those who deserve it most. Thanks for this post!
I, too, send my very best wishes out there to all of these new friends.