I've been thinking more about guilt, which I think is a big issue for many of us. I tell myself it's not my fault, but I don't think it's really that simple. It's possible that this is caused by something in my diet (is this caused by being vegetarian? My friend who has PCOS started eating meat and it seemed to solve the problem - she got pregnant on her first try.) I am mostly over that idea, as I tried a much lower-carb diet and Metformin and it did nothing for me. I don't know if I didn't stick with it long enough or if I did it wrong, though, so I'm not entirely over the possibility that this is somehow my fault.
There's guilt for related stuff too.. for example, that I'm dragging dh through this. I guess technically I'm not dragging him, as he wants kids too, and we've made treatment decisions together. But if I hadn't wanted to go through this, he wouldn't have pushed the issue. And I have the final say as it's my body. So in that sense it's more my decision.
I'm guilty of not handling everything as well as I'd like. I inflict my bad moods on dh all the time. There are days when I can't muster more than jealousy for my pregnant friends. I'm not sure I'm going to attend the baby shower I'm invited to this weekend (where, including the person being showered, there will be *three* pregnant friends, one of whom is the aforementioned person with PCOS.) I give mothers with infants evil looks. And I am less able to cope with the rest of my life because of this.
Being infertile is arguably not personal failure, but these other issues definitely are. I tell myself I'm only human, that this is all normal, nobody's perfect, and my friends haven't dropped me yet. But I still wonder if I'm being overly self-indulgent and petty. It's not the worst problem in the world, and maybe I should just be counting my blessings. What's the correct amount of self-pity? What can I realistically expect from myself?
How do you all cope? What do you think?
There's guilt for related stuff too.. for example, that I'm dragging dh through this. I guess technically I'm not dragging him, as he wants kids too, and we've made treatment decisions together. But if I hadn't wanted to go through this, he wouldn't have pushed the issue. And I have the final say as it's my body. So in that sense it's more my decision.
I'm guilty of not handling everything as well as I'd like. I inflict my bad moods on dh all the time. There are days when I can't muster more than jealousy for my pregnant friends. I'm not sure I'm going to attend the baby shower I'm invited to this weekend (where, including the person being showered, there will be *three* pregnant friends, one of whom is the aforementioned person with PCOS.) I give mothers with infants evil looks. And I am less able to cope with the rest of my life because of this.
Being infertile is arguably not personal failure, but these other issues definitely are. I tell myself I'm only human, that this is all normal, nobody's perfect, and my friends haven't dropped me yet. But I still wonder if I'm being overly self-indulgent and petty. It's not the worst problem in the world, and maybe I should just be counting my blessings. What's the correct amount of self-pity? What can I realistically expect from myself?
How do you all cope? What do you think?







I hear ya! I get so caught up in this whole TTC I sometimes find it hard to enjoy or focus on anything else. bottom line-infertility sucks. It makes you redefine who you are, what type of person you are going to be, and what type of family you are going to eventually be. It isn't a personal failure-but it sure does feel like it sometimes.





Finding things that I can complete so I get a sense of accomplishment.
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