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dreamsofparadise12 · 10 months
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“Difficult roads lead to beautiful destinations.” I see this picture in the bathroom of my fertility clinic and find it both odd and painfully cruel. You see, I don’t agree with it. I don’t think I needed to suffer in order to grow my family I don’t think there “was a reason” I had to have a miscarriage. Why did I need to go through a pain so unimaginably hard and isolating.
I hate when people call me strong because I am not. I don’t want to be strong and I hate that I just need to keep pushing; pushing through heartache year after year. The road to growing my family has hardened me and there are some days I wish I could go back. Go back to the innocence and overall joy that came with thinking of what my family would look like one day.
How I wish I could go back and remember what it felt like to not have to go in for weekly appointments, bloodwork, all for a chance at having a family. This summer was suppose to be different but instead I will spent my third summer seeking fertility treatment. Life has been incredibly cruel to me lately and today I am struggling to find the glass half full.
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dreamsofparadise12 · 11 months
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I’ve always been a glass half full gal. Trying to find any a glimmer of hope in any situation. Even on my worst days I’ve been able to see some light, but for the first time in my life I can’t.
On Friday May 12th, I was heading with 3 girlfriends to see Taylor Swift. I’ve been one of Taylor’s biggest fans since I was 15, her music always knowing how to heal parts of me I didn’t know needed it. I was over the moon for many reasons for May 12th. Firstly, it was my 31st birthday and I could not think of a better way to spend my birthday than with my best friends singing our hearts out to our favorite singer. Secondly, I was 7 weeks 6 days pregnant with my first child, our IVF miracle. I had graduated from my fertility clinic the day before, and had seen multiple strong heartbeat ultrasounds. It was going to be my first Mother’s Day weekend.
As I drove to the concert, I felt a gush of blood, immediately my face white with horror. I tried not to panic as I was driving and I wasn’t 100% what was happening. As we made one way into the stadium, I knew something was terribly wrong. I immediately went to the bathroom where I was actively losing massive clots. I cleaned myself up best I could and went to our seats. Within the next 30 minutes, the most intense pain I’ve ever felt started. I started to sob uncontrollably, as I knew I had to leave the concert and head to the Emergency Room. At 7pm, I left the concert, knowing I was losing my baby. I cried the whole way to the hospital and asking myself why was God doing this to me on my birthday. Why couldn’t God let me keep my baby I had worked so hard to get pregnant, spending 2 years being poked, prodded and doing every treatment under the sun. This was our only normal embryo. She was perfect.
We waited for the doctor to come in but I knew what he was going to say before he spoke. I spent the night actively having a miscarriage. The baby that my husband and I prayed so hard for, gone. I spent my birthday crying so hard I was seeing stars. I wept for the future I had just lost, the dreams I had for this little girl. A pain I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.
We left the hospital at 5am on Saturday, and I was no longer pregnant. The words still burn as I write them. I can’t help but feel like God stood me up, watching my friends who stayed at the concert post stories of Taylor singing. I should have been there singing with them. I should still be pregnant, I should be celebrating my birthday.
I wish I could go back to May 11th. I was still pregnant then. I was a day away from the concert, a day away from my 31st birthday. Before my entire world came crashing down in a matter of hours.
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