I was on the phone this afternoon with my good friend and we were talking about her baby coming and her cloth diapers and new moby wrap... it was so fun, so exciting.
And then I remembered.
I remembered that I was researching moby's and cloth diapers last summer and the summer before that, and how badly I wanted to be doing that again. And suddenly the lump swelled in my throat and I said "wow, that sounds like so much fun! I wish I had a baby."
And like that the tone of our conversation changed.
I am so happy for her, like I am for all my friends. I couldn't be happier! I just want to soak in their sweet baby glow and sing for joy with them that they're having another baby! But sometimes, I bring the conversation down. We talk about all they are looking forward to and experiencing and we transition to all that I'm not. We start talking about dr.s appts, blood tests, hormone levels, adoption agencies, lots of questions with no answers... Just kind of sucks the joy right out of it.
I don't want to be the bummer friend, but I feel, lately, like I am. Thankfully, I am more than blessed with amazing friends. We rejoice with each others joys and mourn with each other sorrows. If they feel burdened by me they haven't let me know. I treasure these relationships that have withstood the test of time.
I want to say THANK YOU to all of you who after reading my blog, have sent encouraging messages, spoken kind words, or prayed for us.
As much as I write to feel better and release my emotions, I also write to inform. These are the feelings of hundreds of thousands of women and maybe reading this will help you understand and speak into their lives a little bit better.
Please share my blog with those who need to know they're not alone, but also to those who know someone struggling with infertility and want to understand more.
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