Infertility is the worst. It’s the worst feeling. It’s the worst experience. It’s the worst truth to discover.
I’ve planned for motherhood most of my life. Literally. I chose my career around it. I’ve picked out names. I’ve bought vehicles with motherhood in mind. I eat right; I exercise. I make the right choices. I’m prepared for this, and I want it badly.
But now, here I am, and I’m infertile, and I can’t have that baby I’ve dreamed about. That baby isn’t even really a dream. To me, he or she is real. And I just can’t make it all happen.
It sucks. It fucking sucks.
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