Noah has been away for almost ten days now and I have found myself not talking and obsessing about baby making because, well, there is no one to talk to. My house plant Amos couldn't care less, and anyway, he's basically dying and really doesn't have time for my incessant chatter. The less I obsess, the more normal I feel. Huh?
The problem is, when you don't have a solution to a problem, it remains on the mind. I've noticed the trend with some infertility blogs to go "dark" for a little bit, because sometimes there really isn't that much to say. So much of this is waiting...and wondering...and waiting some more. Doesn't always make for interesting entries.
I'm going to do my best not to go "dark," literally and emotionally/spiritually/mentally. I'm going to make Fridays my video clip day and when I'm not bitching about whatever process I'm actively in, I'll focus on coping or sharing other blogs and information I've come across.
I read a post this morning on babyhopeful.com that was all about the distant memory of life before TTC. My entire 30's have been consumed with TTC, but I remind myself that Noah and I actually had a life for 10 years before all this madness. Perhaps the key is trying to get back to some of those happier moments or to remember that we can create more of them in the now.
Here is what one couple did to remind themselves of life pre TTC:
I was just having this conversation with my husband today. Thanks for being vulnerable and sharing your story.
Posted by: signe | May 14, 2013 at 07:26 PM