In reference to yesterday's posts, here are my replies to your comments.
Angie,
We are totally in the same boat! A year and a half ago I was saying, "Let's sell our worldly possessions and become citizens of the world! Who needs a house and babies" but yet last spring I was trying desperately to change jobs for a more family-friendly environment.
And sometimes I still look at my DH and think, I love our life right now. I love having the time and energy to do special things for him. To throw parties for our friends. I love that I can be counted on to add special touches to things or make events more special.
But will that actually go away? Or will it just become less important to me?
Will I wake up at 50 and think, Dang it! I'm not hot anymore and I don't know what I've been doing for the past 20 years. And who is this guy next to me? Why does he look like an aging Mark Wahlberg?
But I also think some of my mental teeter tottering is a coping mechanism for if shit *does* go wrong. If things don't work out.
And I don't know that feeling in your heart to gaze at your own child or hear them say I love you mommy. I don't miss what I don't have... yet.
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Blue,
Whoohoo! New commenter! *Kisses!*
I think it's all about if that friend can be trusted and if they'll annoy the crap out of your or understand--and if you're ready to share? I'm not of the mindset that it needs to be absolutely secret and that no one has the right to ask you ever (I'm not that harsh. I think there's a time, place, and sensitivity level that should be observed.)
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Boxie,
It is hard. It keeps everything at an arm's length. It's weird to want to have a chance to fail--and we're sorta being cheated out of that if we can't friggin' ovulate.
Then again, we're being saved from disappointment after disappointment (we're just in one big disappointment) and it's probably a bit easier for us to forget about it and go about our daily lives since we don't have our hopes up.
I think it just sucks for everyone.
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Lady,
What is it about TTC that makes me feel like a dirty, unwed teen? Is it all of those years of making out the back of cars? Of hiding sex from our parents, siblings and some friends? Is it just that we're trained that sex is dirty and we just can't get over it? "WTF," I say! WTF?
And the isolation thing is a vicious cycle--THANK JEEBUS GOD for GP! A whole bunch of ladies to chat it up with, obsess, and ask our stupid questions. And if we're sick of them, we log off and vice versa. It's a win-win!
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Katy,
I wish I had your obsession for motherhood. I carry this guilt that I don't have this pull in my heart and I don't know why it's not as natural for me. I feel guilty that I'm in this TTC club, but I can't chime in when people say how much they want it. I want it, don't get me wrong. But I'm not bitter, upset, or obsessed.
Well, at the same time I see how it would make TTC worse for me to want it so badly and so openly. The last 64(? I'll have to check my ticker) would have been all the more traumatic.
<-- Recovering Catholic, here. I'm all about the guilt.
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Melania,
I'm glad I'm not alone in this DEFLECT! DEFLECT! game of cat and mouse. It's just easier to divert than to deal with it head-on.
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Mrs Bro,
I'd love to have a close friend to confide in--but seriously, nobody I'm close with IRL is in the same boat as me. We're all still at pretty different life stages--some single/dating/newly married/got KTFU without trying/not having kids... It's all over the place. I actually have 2 friends who know for various reasons (*waves*), but it's just not their bag.
Who I really wish I could tell is my sisters. They're my BFF's and they know me so ridiculously well, but I just can't bring myself to do it. They just wouldn't get it.
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Lindsay,
I'm so glad that you get where I'm coming from on this and feel my pain. Why is it so hard to admit? Why does it feel embarassing?
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To the rest of my readers,
Join in the conversation. I think this is a good one!