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Once an infertile, always an infertile

One of my favorite blogger friends who is still on the journey to pregnancy posted a wonderful reminder that it's hard to be "left behind" when everyone else gets pregnant/has babies and you still don't.  She feels sad and angry that others have forgotten about her now that they've gotten what they wanted.  They no longer keep up their blogs and never leave comments.

This was a wonderful reminder to me that I don't ever want to forget what I've been through to get to where I am today.  Paisley is only here because of a wonderful team of doctors, many dollars spent, countless prayers on our behalf, several surgeries endured, and way too much heartache to imagine.  And I only survived it all because I had the most amazing husband, incredible friends, and a supportive family.

The blogging world was a huge comfort for me during my darkest days.  I would come home from another failed appointment in tears, write a despondent blog about how I'd never have a baby, and then you all would leave wonderful responses of encouragement and understanding.  And I still rely on you all even now, because let's face it- motherhood is challenging at times! 

So, I just want to remind all of those who have had babies or are pregnant/adopting to keep supporting those who are having hard times still.  Never forget what you've been through to get here, if it's even possible to forget...   I think it's so important for us all to remember that we're really in this together.  And for those of you who are still wishing for that special little person, know that we all still care.  It's like a special (sometimes sucky) club that we were all chosen for.  One of the best things to ever come of my infertility is all the amazing friendships that I made that wouldn't have happened otherwise.  So, if you ever need encouragement or a shoulder to cry on, I'm still here.  I'm still the same infertile girl I was last year, just a little more sleep deprived and thankful now.

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  1. FaithOctober 28, 2010 at 11:39 PM

    I totally agree. I've worked very hard to keep up with the blogs I was following of people still trying, still waiting, still hoping. And I try to speak to them in my posts at times. I can never forget where we've been, how we got here...

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  2. TraceyOctober 29, 2010 at 2:53 AM

    You are so right! I wish I could post from my phone because I find it so hard to sit down in front of a real computer but I need to try. Frankly, if I hadn't been pregnant this past spring and summer, I don't think I could have stayed in blog world. Everyone it seemed was pregnant and it would have been too difficult to read about. Thanks for the reminder to never forget where we've been.

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  3. Meant to be a momOctober 29, 2010 at 4:07 PM

    Great post. I agree that sometimes it seems like once the baby comes we aren't infertile anymore but that's not always true. Some of us still have problems in the future as well and like you, this blog was such a good place for me while we were struggling.

    Nicely written.

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  4. Kev and EricaOctober 29, 2010 at 5:27 PM

    I feel like I have already started thinking about getting pregnant a second time. Not that my struggle was exactly like yours, but it is still hard to imagine going through the same struggle to get pregnant again.

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  5. SarahOctober 29, 2010 at 7:34 PM

    You are so sweet! And thank you for your comments :)

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  6. AnnaOctober 31, 2010 at 12:05 PM

    :) Thanks.

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  7. UnknownOctober 31, 2010 at 8:40 PM

    Thank you *hugs* You have a beautiful daughter, and it truly lifts my heart to read about her, even as I feel that inevitable ache for my own barreness. God bless *smile*

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