Friday, July 15, 2011

hello again, friends

Well, this is an awkward post to write an intro for. Sorry I disappeared without a word of warning and stayed away for... Yikes, over three months? That was rude. All I can say is this break was hard - much harder than I expected - and I needed to turn inward for a while to make it though. 

Even when we were in the darkest days of TTC #1, I still thought those struggling to conceive #2+ had it worse. Maybe “worse” is the wrong word, but I could appreciate that there were things about TTC that would be made harder if you already had a child. Based upon my experience over the last six months, I’d say I was right in ways I expected and ways that weren’t even on my radar.

The part I knew:

When we were TTC #1, I was acutely aware of how quickly life was moving for everyone around us, and I realized that perception would be all the more agonizing with a would-be sibling under your roof to act as the measuring stick. The difference between starting your family at age 26 or 29 or 32 isn’t insignificant, but I felt (and still feel) strongly that it doesn’t alter your life to the same magnitude as having children that are 2 years apart versus 5 or 8. The experience of infertility shaped who I am in monumental ways, but setting that aside, I don’t believe that having a baby two years later than I hoped to changed the experience of becoming a mother in any kind of a fundamental way. (Remember, infertility scars aside.) However, I DO think there are tangible, life-long differences for both parents and children in raising siblings that are close in age versus farther apart. I believe that siblings that are 2-3 years apart relate to each other differently than siblings that are 4-5+ years apart do – not inherently better or worse, just differently. And parents of children that are 2-3 years apart go through parenthood differently than those whose children are 4-5+ years apart. And if you want one for whatever reason, being forced into the other by circumstances beyond your control is lousy. For me, the last six months have been disappointing and disempowering in different and more lasting ways than my primary infertility was capable of. I watch E grow and change by the day, and every day I mourn the fact that I am currently powerless to stop this developmental divide from stretching its roots into the fabric of our family.

The part I didn’t know:

Now that I have a child, my social calendar is full to the brim of things like swim lessons and daycare picnics and birthday parties and playdates at the park. Guess who else frequents these places? Other people with kids. Fertile people. Fertile people with kids who, like mine, are at the prime age for bringing a new baby into the family. And they’re doing it in droves, let me assure you. I accompanied E’s class on a field trip to a concert at a park the other day and as I watched the other moms and toddlers congregate, I couldn’t help but notice that well over half of the women in attendance were sporting baby bumps. I tried to take some sort of odd comfort in the fact that not EVERY woman there was knocked up (sad state of affairs when that’s the best you can do) until I realized that, statistically, half of the non-bump ladies probably WERE pregnant too. They just didn’t have the bellies to show for it yet.

It’s happening on my blogroll, too. When we were TTC#1, I only read blogs of other people that were struggling like we were. I tucked myself into an insulated little corner of the internet where everyone was comparatively sucky at getting and/or staying pregnant. (Said with the utmost of love and solidarity, my dear sisters.) Then I got pregnant and had a baby and (very, very) slowly, I tiptoed out to read the blogs of other people who had babies the same age as mine. In the beginning, I’ll admit I kept a mental tab of who had trouble conceiving and who didn’t, and I kept the latter group at arm’s length. However, as my affection for their families deepened (and my own infertility scars continued to heal), I lost track of who was who and subsequently forgot the difference ever existed. Now E is at That Age where people start thinking about and conceiving and delivering siblings, and I forgot how quickly and easily fertile people can accomplish all that. Those fertile bloggers are my friends now, and I’m happy for them – genuinely – but reading their stories also stirs up all the old $#*%@ about how relatively broken I am. How unlucky. How cash-strapped and expense-heavy. How powerless. How behind the curve, again.

I needed a break. Refusing to take E out into the world wasn’t exactly an option, but the blogosphere was something I could limit my exposure to, and so I did, for my own sake. I know it was kind of a selfish move, but it was what I needed to do. I was having a really, really hard time. In many ways, I still am. But our IVF cycle is right around the corner and that helps. I’ve also had time to reflect and heal and make my own peace with how everything has played out.

I’ve come to the point where I feel really okay with it all, most days. I feel genuinely grateful to have this extra time alone with E before asking him to share us. At age 2 and some change, I find myself marveling equally over how big and independent he seems at times, and how much of a baby he still is at others. On the days when he seems younger, I’m glad we don’t have another baby to tend to so that we can give him 100% of our focus and nurturing. That said, I feel like the expiration date for this mindset is drawing near. Our current plan calls for a fresh IVF cycle that would result in an EDD a few months after E’s 3rd birthday. And that works for me. I feel really good about the idea of a 3 year gap, and not in "silver lining" kind of way - in a "I feel genuinely positive about the fact that we are giving Elliot three full years as the sole center of our universe" kind of way. Pushing it out any further than that though, for me, tips the scale to where the benefits of giving him our undivided love and attention start to be eclipsed by the consequences of having too large of a developmental gap between him and his sibling(s).

So what if the IVF doesn’t work? Well, the options are not pretty. We have a major move on our horizon that we have put off for years for various reasons – most of them infertility related – but we’re nearing the end of being able to extend that, too. We want to put down roots in a new community before E starts school, and we’re moving to a city we know very little about, so we need to build in a year or two to fine-tune our location after we parachute into the general area. But I’m going to stop all of this here because it is (a) hopefully moot and (b) definitely overwhelming.

I have my IVF schedule in-hand and my meds have been ordered. AF is expected around August 5th with a transfer in mid-September. Here we go again. *deep breath*

13 comments:

loveandchaosreign said...

I know, in many ways, exactly where you are at. While I have twins, the experience of going through twins is not the same as going through conceiving siblings a certain age apart. And I've always wanted to go through it all again, and we've always felt like three was the right number for us.

Last year, we did an FET with our remaining embryos and miscarried. At that point I was done. Heartbroken and done. Our donor is no longer active. I didn't want to break my heart yet again. Our relationship was a mess. It was all sorts of awful.

Almost exactly a year later we are now in the 2ww for an IUI cycle. I'm petrified. We can't afford IVF right now at all, and the only reason we can afford IUI is we have 50% insurance coverage. We're saying we're willing to do IUIs for awhile, but I don't know how much my heart can take. I desperately want another sibling for the twins and another child for us, but I fear this roller coaster and what it does to us.

I haven't even blogged about it because it just feels to fragile.

I hope your IVF is textbook perfect. Much love and support from my little corner.

For the Long Haul said...

Good for you guys. I'm glad you gave yourself a break. And for what it's worth? My two kids are three years and 4 months apart and I swear it is the PERFECT age difference. First child feels "old enough" to be the "big boy" and can fully understand when Mommy says, "I'll be right with you; I'm nursing the baby." And now, my daughter is 2 and my son is 5 1/2 and they play GREAT together.

I'm not even going to consider the option of this IVF not working for you guys. It WILL work. I'm going to send you all the positive vibes I have. Good luck!

jessie said...

Good to hear from you. I'm so so so excited for you! How did all of the donor decisions turn out?

tireegal68 said...

I'm so glad to see you back. This post deserves a long comment so until I'm on the computer I'll say - big time FX for the next baby:)

Trinity said...

I am happy to hear from you, K! Though I'm not in any way ready myself to head down the TTC path again, much of what you feel resonates with me. Some bloggers I read have had surprise #2 pregnancies, and suddenly I am again surrounded IRL with pregnancies...it all feels eerily familiar.

For what it's worth, all the attachment parenting tomes I've been reading lately say that a three year age difference is perfect...if attachment parenting is your thing. :)

Anyway, I've missed you and I'm thrilled to see you again. :)

Pomegranate said...

no apology needed. you had every reason to need some space.

glad to see you back and fingers crossed for the ivf to work!

Strawberry said...

Since you felt like you needed a break, I'm very glad you took one and are now back on the other side of it. Wishing you much luck.

anofferingoflove said...

it's good to see you in the blogosphere again - welcome back!

this was a really interesting post to read, i can definitely relate to everything you said. family planning/the timing of siblings is such a complicated thing. for us, i feel both regret that we didn't wait a little longer between Bird and the twins (guilt at not having more individualized time for Bird) and panic that the space between the twins and #4 (should we be so lucky as to conceive again) will be too long. hows that for a big ol' contradiction?!

i too refuse to contemplate this cycle not working for you. i hope you'll check in here often during that time so we can follow along. xo

tbean said...

Good to hear from you. While I can't relate, directly, to your experiences trying to give E. a sibling, I have watched your agony over it for some time now and your suffering has been really palpable to me. I hope this IVF is picture perfect, easy breezy (as if that's possible with IVF) and delivers you the best possible little sib for E. at the most ideal time. Hugs!

Inlocoparentis said...

You know, I can honestly say I always thought it would be easier to TTC#2 because at least you would have a child to distract you, but you have definitely given me a new way of looking at things (as usual!) While you are doing all the heavy lifting, I'll be working on my "good luck on retrieval day" post. This time I may even use the correct terminology!

Meegs said...

So good to "hear your voice." :-) I'm crossing everything for you for this IVF.

Where's the move to?

Katie said...

Will be keeping my fingers and toes crossed that the IVF is successful! I think a 3 year age difference would be great. My kids are 10 years apart...not really the ideal gap, although it does have its pluses! :) Anyway, I'll be thinking of you and checking in to see how you are doing.

jay said...

I wanted to say something but couldn't think of anything, except

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

And, I really hope your IVF cycle works. Totally. xxxx

(jay)