Infertility Feels Like a Constant Race

I know infertility is not a race but hear me out. It feels like one. A race against time, your biology, to catch up to your friends, to be off the emotional roller coaster, to not to be left behind, to finally have that “mom” title, to the next appointment, to the next hurdle.

 
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Infertility Feels Like a Constant Race

It’s draining on your bank account, your emotional reserve, your relationships, time, energy and sanity. I’m exhausted, scarred, and I’m tired of living in a constant state of limbo. Despite it all, I am also still hopeful. I’m still in the middle of my race, and if you are too or if you’ve been here before, I bet you know exactly what I’m talking about.

It seems like just as soon as you make it over one hurdle, the next one is staring you in the face. You get a second to catch your breath, wipe away the sweat and tears, but then it’s on to the next one. You might sail over it easily, or you might end up flat on your face- either way you just have to pray and jump.

Here’s the thing. At the end of this, you might end up with the biggest blessing you could ever dream of, or you might walk away empty handed and that’s just the scary truth to this. There are not many things in life that you can invest so much into to potentially walk away empty handed. So please know if you are experiencing anxiety, PTSD, white coat syndrome, fatigue, burn out or depression- it is completely understandable. I’ve felt and dealt with every single one. The trauma that comes along with all of this is very real. This isn’t for everyone, and that’s okay. Please don’t be afraid to reach out for help, there’s ZERO shame in that!

However, how life looks for you or for me at the end of this, might not be what any of us pictured, but it will be beautiful. The way you choose to run this race, to live your life, to build your family, to begin or stop treatment, to pursue adoption, surrogacy, or a child free life. ALL of these are difficult and beautiful in their own ways. At the end of the day, the choice is yours. We’ve only got one life to live, so please know that whatever you decide is best for you and your family...it’s perfect!

Medical Disclaimer:

The information provided in this blog is intended for general informational purposes only and should not be considered as a substitute for professional medical advice, diagnosis, or treatment. Always seek the advice of your healthcare provider or qualified medical professional with any questions you may have regarding a medical condition. Never disregard professional medical advice or delay in seeking it because of something you have read in this blog.

Michele Senesac

Michele is a 31-year-old former special education teacher turned farm wife, dog mom and infertility/endometriosis warrior. She currently lives in Illinois with her husband Grant and dog Marley. Michele and Grant have been on a long journey of infertility including: 3 failed IVF/FET transfers, 4 endometriosis surgeries, one of which included a bowel resection and temporary ileostomy bag. It has been tough, but she believes that it has only strengthened their marriage and shown her what her true passion in life is, which is being an advocate by speaking out about her story of in order to help others. She put her teaching career on hold in order to take care of her health, both mentally and physically. She loves all things cozy, has a passion for home décor, a big love for dogs, enjoys wine nights with her friends, a good cup of coffee, hot yoga, bubble baths, traveling with her husband, trying new places for date night, life on a farm, and all kinds of TV series to binge watch.

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