We can grow humans in our belly. How weird is that? As a woman, much of my anatomy was created to support life and give nourishment to a new generation. It is literally what my body was designed for.
So, what happens when I can’t?
Let me give you a peek into the mind of a woman dealing with infertility. Our bodies were designed to give life. We were created to do this. When we can’t? We feel broken. Less than.
It’s not like losing a job, or an illness, or even losing a loved one. It’s all those and more, wrapped up into a giant package with a large dose of “I’m not a real woman” slipped in for good measure.
So please, I’m sure you have no intention of hurting me when you ask “When are y’all going to have kids?”, but maybe it’s better if you just don’t. It does hurt. It’s a stabbing, aching pain that gets harder and harder to cover when I answer “hopefully someday”.
And if I am unfortunately dealing with the loss of that desperately wanted pregnancy? Just be quiet. There is honestly nothing you can say that will help, and much you can say that will hurt. The best thing you can do for me is just be with me. Cry with me. Pray with me.
And one more thing to remember, I am not the only one dealing with this. I have a husband who desperately wants children as well. People tend to overlook him and forget that our infertility issues hurt him just as much as they hurt me. He’s pretty important to me, please don’t forget him.
Thank you for loving me enough to try to help, I just thought it would be nice if you knew how.
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