I've never been to a support group before. I've never been one much for groups of any kind, actually. I can remember sitting awkwardly in the youth group at our church in my younger years, caught somewhere between the nerds and the cool kids, waiting for my parents to arrive. I had a college roomate who was in a sorority and held some strange ritualistic post that involved a secret song book. I don't get it. Sitting in a group I don't have anything in common with, trying to force conversation.
Only this time, I did have something in common with these other women--our infertility. There were only a handful of us, and everyone was so different. We'd probably never come across each other otherwise. But what I learned is that no matter who you are, infertility really sucks. It's stressful and expensive and lonely for everyone. It doesn't seem fair and you can admit you don't like baby showers and you're pissed about all the money you have to spend and how much you hate shots. And no one, no one will have had kids effortlessly and say you to, "It will all be worth it" or "Breastfeeding really hurts."
It's a nice reminder that I'm not alone, outside my usual sea of baby showers and boppies and Robeez and long discussions about the specifics of childbirth. I am not alone.
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it's nice to hear it from someone who you know has been through it. not someone just telling you to be patient cause that's the right thing. the right thing is what/how we each can handle. in our own way. and even the same situation with a different person calls for a different response.
i remember in college when my friend's dad died. when i asked him 'how are you here at school, how can you deal?' he said:
we each deal with what were given. sometimes its not fair, sometimes it's not what we think we can handle. but we each deal with it, in our own way.
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