Annie&Hallie'sMom
<font color=deeppink>Things turn out best for peop
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Well, after approximately 8 months of being poked and prodded; undergoing tests; being injected with hormones; early morning blood tests and financial and emotional upheaval we have given up the hope of having a child "naturally" (ha, as if all the stuff we went through was in any way natural). There are other treatments that we could try (IVF), but they are not financially viable. Adoption is another option that we would like to try, but now is not.
These past 2 years have beaten us up pretty well. We have never been in worse financial or emotional states. DH is understandably depressed and feeling like a failure since he has been unemployed since June 2001. He feels like a failure, when in reality he is an incredibly smart, funny, warm and compassionate man. Why he can't even get a season job at the mall is beyond me. If I was hiring, I'd snap him up in an instant. He's got that teddy bear quality that makes him instantly approachable and non-threatening.
I am understandably depressed since I have spent the better part of this year planning my life around infertility. Even if we could have afforded a vacation, I couldn't plan one. Most holidays I had to go to the doctor (4th of July; Labor Day weekend; Halloween) so we couldn't even do little getaway on those long weekends and such. I feel like a failure, even though rationally I know I am not. I spent most of my younger years babysitting and raising kids -- I was practically a second mother to my brother and had several long term babysitting jobs as a young adult where I felt like I was taking care of my own. To not be able to have one of my own kills a part of me.
I know that a positive outlooks is important. And I have had plenty of people praying for us, but after 2 years I am spent. I am seriously questioning any kind of faith and hope is only a word. If God is compassionate, he/she's got a funny way of showing it.
Know this is depressing, but I thought I ought to be open and honest with you, especially since so many of you have been supportive to me.
Life will go on. We will survive. But a serious hunk of our hearts and sprites will never be restored.
These past 2 years have beaten us up pretty well. We have never been in worse financial or emotional states. DH is understandably depressed and feeling like a failure since he has been unemployed since June 2001. He feels like a failure, when in reality he is an incredibly smart, funny, warm and compassionate man. Why he can't even get a season job at the mall is beyond me. If I was hiring, I'd snap him up in an instant. He's got that teddy bear quality that makes him instantly approachable and non-threatening.
I am understandably depressed since I have spent the better part of this year planning my life around infertility. Even if we could have afforded a vacation, I couldn't plan one. Most holidays I had to go to the doctor (4th of July; Labor Day weekend; Halloween) so we couldn't even do little getaway on those long weekends and such. I feel like a failure, even though rationally I know I am not. I spent most of my younger years babysitting and raising kids -- I was practically a second mother to my brother and had several long term babysitting jobs as a young adult where I felt like I was taking care of my own. To not be able to have one of my own kills a part of me.
I know that a positive outlooks is important. And I have had plenty of people praying for us, but after 2 years I am spent. I am seriously questioning any kind of faith and hope is only a word. If God is compassionate, he/she's got a funny way of showing it.
Know this is depressing, but I thought I ought to be open and honest with you, especially since so many of you have been supportive to me.
Life will go on. We will survive. But a serious hunk of our hearts and sprites will never be restored.