She looked at me like I had grown a second nose.
I dropped the issue.
You see, what she didn’t understand was that I was hurting and I desperately wanted to be understood.
Infertility.
It affects 15% to 20% of couples wanting to have children. And yet so few people understand the pain that is there – missing someone you’ve never met. Once when someone asked me when we were going to have kids, I answered “Four years ago.” That was about two years ago.
Infertility is lonely. Infertility is grief. How can you grieve someone you've never met? Because, just as when you grieve someone you know and love, you also grieve the loss of the one you've never even had a chance to love.
But God has been healing me. The pain is still there, but God has shown my husband and I that He has another plan for building our family – through the miracle of adoption. The knowledge that someday I will have my own child to hold, nurture and love has brought a start to my healing. I don't plan to be "cured" of my infertility grief. Just as with any other grief, it goes through cycles. Some days I'm ok, other days I'm frustrated, or hurt, or angry. But that's ok. I know with each day that I can pick up and move on.
But I don’t choose to forget my pain – no, I’m not bitter. Infertility is just a part of who I am. I know that God has taken me – us – down this path for a reason, because now they come: Emails “We are going through infertility – I need someone to talk to.” Texts: “My friend is facing infertility. She doesn’t have anyone. Would you mind if she got in contact with you?”
That is why I chose to hold my hurts – like a gift. Because in remembering my hurt I can offer hope to others. How do I know? Because I did find someone who offered friendship, understanding, and hope to me.
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This week is National Infertility Awareness week. If you know someone who is dealing with infertility would you say a prayer for them, and give them a hug? Please know that coming up are some of the hardest holidays for those of us "Mommies in waiting." Mother's Day and Father's Day mark yet another year of not being in those "clubs." If they've been waiting six months or six years, the waiting really never gets any easier... you just get a little more used to it.
And thank you, dear blog friends, for all your support for us over the years. The love you've shown when I've shared my hurts and the support you've given us on our adoption journey. It means so much!





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