Recently I cried my way through this article about infertility, relationships, and everything in between. My 3 and 1/2 year journey through the infertility trenches left deep emotional and physical scars healed through the birth our son. We are lucky, for others infertility is a closed, sealed door.
My laundry list: 3 IUIs, 2 IVFs, over a year on various medications before beginning with an IVF specialist, acupuncture, numerous massages, many more medications, Chiropractor visits, a whole body energy session, mediation and reading, couple counseling, prayers, standing on my head, juicing, hips elevated – we tried it all. My lowest point occurred when a close co-worker said, “geez, we just think about getting pregnant and it happens”. Little did she know that the comment cut like a knife. I cried for days.
As I unpacked a box a few weeks ago, I uncovered my journal from that dark time. Emotions, visions, and tears flooded back. Living and surviving those years were the hardest part of my life and our marriage. Forever will I look back at that time as a true testament to the bond of our marriage and relationship, but also as a time where I searched my soul, prayed a lot, and deep down, found an inner strength I did not know I had.
With Mother’s Day passing, I would like to remind us all that a lot of wonderful women and couples longing to be parents. Singles wishing for a parenting role. Questions, as thoughtful as they may be, can in fact add to the daily pain of an empty womb, an incomplete nursery, or the lonely rocking chair. Mother’s Day is not just about those now mothers, but also praying for a mommy role whether through childbirth, adoption friendship, or family. Please remember those souls. It is a sad, lonely time.