Now that I've written several posts for National Infertility Awareness Week, I thought I would just do one more quick one and end it on a positive/hopeful note.
At the end of the day, infertility sucks. It just sucks. But it also changes you. And I can't say that it isn't for the better. I know now that I have a lot more strength than I ever thought. I physically survived the pokes, prods, exams, and unpleasantries of hormones and the pain from retrievals. I emotionally survived the heartache, the frustration, the disappointment, the jealousy and the sadness that goes with infertility. I am stronger now than I was before.
I also learned how hard it is to go through things alone. I will always be available for anyone to talk to about what they're going through with infertility. And I also realize that sometimes, you just don't want to talk to anyone. I get it. I have a lot more understanding now.
I know that I also appreciate my child more than I would have had I not dealt with infertility. I appreciate every moment with him, every milestone, every hug, every kiss. And I appreciate all the miserable attitudes, the poopy diapers, the temper tantrums and the sleepless nights much more than I would have before. Because I have them. And I KNOW how lucky I am to have them, because for a time, I thought I never would.
I'm lucky. And I know it.