As much as I am excited about our upcoming IVF journey, the past few days have not been exactly joyous. For quite a while now, I’ve felt like my parents have not been very supportive. When I talk to my Mom about our treatments, I might as well be talking to a wall.
After our consult on Tuesday, I got in a big fight with my Mom. The next morning my sister informed me that my Mom and her don’t agree with our decision to pursue IVF right now. Their rationale is bogus, uneducated, disrespectful and just plain ignorant.
But, it still hurt.
They haven’t been here to see what we’ve gone through over the past two years, nor have they truly listened when I’ve tried to share.
Why is it when we make one of the biggest decisions of our life – one that could bring us the most happiness- they attempt to sabotage it and derail our plans?
I guess some people just don’t like to see other people succeed.
I’ve often been the rock of the family. I provide support to everyone else when they need it. This time: no one’s around for me.
Today, a friend sent me the following quote:
That’s my plan! I’m putting myself first and foremost for the next two months.
If that means kicking a few people out of my boat, then that’s what will happen.
I’m limiting my conversations about (in)fertility with the fertiles. They just twist my words around and don’t understand nor should I expect them to.
I’ve realized my fertility friends – online and offline – are and will be the only ones who truly “get it”.
I’m forever grateful for the (in)fertility community.
THANK YOU, all of you (and you know who you are) for being my rock, my shoulder, my confident, my listening ears, and my support on this journey.