I’ve been scared to write on this topic because I don’t want to come across as ungrateful or like I’m not completely aware of the blessing we’ve been given, but sometimes things just need to be said.
I’m not “over” our secondary infertility. I’m not over everything that we went through to conceive Mckenna.
We went through a lot for her to get here. I wouldn’t change any of those things for the world, but it doesn’t mean that because she’s here I’ve forgotten all of that.
I still have a diagnosis of endometriosis and that’s always in the back of my mind.
If we want to get pregnant again, it might not happen over night. It might take time… again.
And if we want to get pregnant again, we honestly have to do so sooner rather than later. I’m on birth control to hopefully lessen the chance of the endometriosis coming back full force, but that’s never a guarantee.
There’s just so much that plays into all of this when you have troubles with infertility. It’s assumed that now you have your miracle baby, you’re passed that time in your life.
We’re not and we’ll never be.
That hurt and that sadness is still so fresh in our minds, but of course we now see the bigger picture and we see why we had to wait so long. Sometimes the most perfect baby can’t happen overnight… she took time to make and God took his sweet time on her. He knew he was keeping us waiting and he knew he had something extra special in store for us.
But for those of you with friends who have battled infertility or secondary infertility, just remember. Just because they have a baby now, doesn’t mean they still don’t feel that hurt. Be careful what you say. Be conscious of their feelings and love them anyway.