Infertility hasn't been all bad. The best thing has been the friendship and support of women who have surprised me. I expected that when I started struggling with this, I'd share my pain with mostly new moms, who knew the joy of having a child. But it turns out those people are just really busy, so maybe not so much. Not that I ever lacked for support:
1. Moms who take the time. Some friends have disappointed me in their lack of support. But other friends have come through like amazing champs. Like my friend J, who got pregnant while I was trying, and still says to me, "When you get pregnant" with a confidence she knows I need. Or E, who went through it too, and let's me ask every obsessive question, call at any time.
2. The single gals. I'm of an age where most of my single friends have been horribly, offensively, ripped off. That is, if they want to be partnered, they should be, and if they aren't, it's really unfair. Several of these women have been truly amazing, even when I know they may want children and feel there's other barriers in the way. How giving is that?
3. Those who have walked the path before me. Thank god I had someone to call for no other reason than I started my period. Who else would understand?
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