Intro Into Nora's Story:
Nick and I got married February 2nd, 2013. (I was ovulating on our wedding day, so our first cycle started January)
We are newly weds, I was finishing my licensing for work last year,
and Nick transferred after 12 years from the Army to the Airforce. He
will be training this October in Texas for three months.
Nick never actually responded to this letter. Which terrified me.
However the next month he went to my first Creighton class, surprised me
with knowing the answers to the questions (he had studied up), and now
administers my 4 post peak HCG shots every month because there is no way
I could watch it go in me! He changed over night after this letter.
Although he never verbally said anything, or wrote me back... he
instantly started supporting me. For example, when my sister in law
announced she was pregnant, he simply walked over and wrapped his arm
around me. Last month my best friend and I talked for 15 minutes very
excitedly about her positive pregnancy test over the phone, and then I
hung up and sat down... then started bawling because I simply was
confused why I was broken. He moved over on the couch and hugged me and
told me I wasn't broken and we would be fine. He held my hand for the
rest of the night. I will never forget that.
I didn't realize that he simply didn't know HOW to calm me down. Now
I feel so much better, because I am not taking this on alone. We have
hope, and we will have our family
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Dear Nick,
I don’t know where to start but I needed to speak with you, without
crying, or getting defensive or making you upset with me. Agh,
seriously, I don’t know where to start. I wish I could express to you
the emotion that I go through, or the things that run through my head.
Let me start out by saying, I love you. More than I can express,
even though I try to say it a million times. My days are better, and I
am a stronger person because you are in my life and I whole heartedly
mean that. I know we will have many journeys together, and life will be
fulfilling because I know I have you to go through it with.
Growing up I always wanted to be a wife and mother. Family is number
one to me, and you know that. I thrive around the people I love most.
Your success, your happiness and the happiness of our family seriously
makes me feel like I am doing something right. That may sound silly, but
it does. At the end of the day I could spend every moment with our
families and with you and be content. Most of all I thank God, literally
every day, to have you as my family and I couldn’t be more blessed.
I am going to be honest. When we got married I pictured you and I
having a blast, ruling the world, talking easily together and overcoming
all life’s obstacles, because it is you and I… and we rule like that. I
feel we are very realistic and open and honest and truthful to one
another. We have had two sets of parents who rocked at being husband and
wives to each other and were great examples as well. I never thought it
would be hard for me to talk with you about something. Until we started
being open to having a baby.
Obsessing over this topic comes too easily for me, and we both know
that. I also know it isn’t good for either of us if I do and I am really
trying not to. I promise. I just need you to understand all the emotion
in it for me, so that you understand how to support me when I need it.
I am terrified to talk with you about this topic, and it meant a lot
to have you come with me Thursday to the doctor. I was really nervous
to have you there to be honest and I don’t know why, but I knew I would
need you one way or the other and it really made me feel like we were a
team, and you and I were together going into it.
I am simply scared. There is no other way to put it. I think I
assumed it was going to be easier to have a baby, because we have done
everything the right way and when it didn’t happen when we were “not
preventing” it started to worry me. Then it just grew from there.
To you, it may seem irrational, or too soon to worry and stupid to
stress. But honey, I seriously can’t help it. I want to give you a
family so badly. That’s all I want to be honest. If someone could say
“In 18 months you two will be pregnant or will adopt” I would go about
my day NOT being scared, because I would be fine knowing that for sure
it will happen. But that’s not how it works, and so I feel helpless,
when I like to be in control.
I want to have a family with you more than I want to achieve my
career goals, or live in a big house, or travel. I want to have a little
one who makes messes on the floor, who plays in the garage and watches
you work on cars, a little one to fall asleep on our lazy Mona, and feed
her their food. I want a little one who we can take camping, and you
can teach them how to start a fire, and I can teach them how to make
homemade pasta for their Dad. I want to go on walks, and take them down
the slide, teach them their prayers and to run to you when you walk in
the door from work. I want them to be stubborn and strong willed like
us, to the point of frustration, where you’re laughing at me and
reminding me that I asked for this.
I know we will somehow, but the unknown terrifies me and there is no
way I can stop myself from being afraid. I don’t know how to handle it.
I feel so strongly that I need to talk with you about being afraid, or
when I struggle. But just approaching you scares the hell out of me
because I don’t want you to think I am stupid, or silly, or crazy.
I have gotten better since working out, the not obsessing about it. I
think I have been too busy these last three months to really think
about it too much. But that doesn’t mean it is easy for me every day and
I know you know that already. I will be good for a couple weeks. Then
right before I start my period… I wonder. Then when my period does come
it’s a wave of
-fear for the “what ifs”
- Jealousy of all those around me who have what I want so badly
-anxiety over whether something is wrong with me
- sadness for the emptiness I feel because of how desperately I wanted
- Even somehow relief over not being at “that point” yet
- And excitement for there to be another chance and more time for just you and I.
In ONE moment I feel a million things and it is overwhelming. It
doesn’t mean I don’t have hope, or don’t think it’s all worth it,
because within a day or so it all goes away and I am fine till the next
month comes. But … in one moment I literally picture you and I raising a
baby that I want to give you, picture every one of my close friends who
are pregnant or just had a baby, picture us struggling with this for
longer than we think we will.
Agh.. I don’t know how to explain it. It’s just such an emotional
process for me. There is good in it too. I feel in one year we have come
so much closer and a lot of it is because I feel as though I NEED you
to be here by my side. Whether you think it is obsessive or not when you
hear it.
It may not always have been pretty, but every time we work through
something together, every time we go to mass together or pray together,
every time you grab my hand or hug me tightly, every time you wink at
me, wrap your arms around me, help me with the dishes, joke about how
hilarious I am, or just do those little things… I am reminded just how
strong our life together is. I know we are way more open than what we
would have been not trying to grow our family, because feeling all of
these emotions has forced me to be upfront right away, whether I am
nervous or not. It has always paid off too. I don’t know if I would have
so quickly been able to talk about work stress or plans so openly, or
talk about my dreams of our family.
God has given us more grace in one year than some couples ever experience, that I am certain of.
I am still scared honey. This topic of “what if” is an uncomfortable
one for me and that is why I need you. It dwells in my mind, even when I
try to push it away. When I said my vows to you though, I promised
myself that I would trust you with my whole heart and soul to care for
me. I know that you will be here for me through it all, just as willing
as I would be there for you. I know you love me so much and care about
me, and … I think… when you hear me stress about this, just like with
anything else, it makes you mad because you know “there is nothing we
can do about it and we just have to wait and see”.
I’m still just scared.
I think that I am coming across wrong when I am talking to you about
it. When I come to you on this, I am terrified to even talk about it.
I’m scared you will shove it away or say not to worry, because you don’t
want me to think about it. But that doesn’t help me not worry, it just
makes me feel alone and crazy. Infertility is seriously my greatest fear
in life and I can’t change that, even if I tried.
I want you to know though that I am not all doom and gloom about it,
I just only express the doom and gloom, because that’s when I need you
there for me. I know we will have a family, and I know it will happen
when the time is right, and that is probably what makes the few hard
days harder. Because I can see us with a family. I picture it very
vividly. Those day dreams are seriously so amazing and get me so excited
and give me so much hope and joy.
I don’t know how I really want to end this letter. I just…. I need
to hear your support. I know you may not understand just how much of a
rollercoaster, or WHY it is such a roller coaster for me. But I have
come to the conclusion... it just is, no matter how much I try to
control my emotions. And I need you Nick. Please just hug me, and tell
me some day we will have a family whether that is 5 years or ten years
or next month, and that it is okay to want to move forward. Please just
tell me that you are here for me, and that you love me and that you want
a family with me too. I know all of this is true, but on those bad
days, I panic and get scared. It helps to hear these things because it
assures me that you are in this with me, no matter how easy or bumpy it
is. Heck in one moment everything can change. Who knows maybe this month
will be our month, or maybe we will have a Texas souvenir when I come
visit you on base next year.. Or maybe 12 months, or 36 months or
whenever will be our time. But in those moments of my own self-doubt, I
just need a hug and you to say “We got this babe” because I know that
we do. I just need to verbally hear it from you, so I am not afraid and
feeling like I am taking it on all alone.
I love you so much. I hope you have a great day honey.
Your girl,
Nora
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Showing posts with label infertility letters. Show all posts
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Monday, May 12, 2014
Monday, March 17, 2014
Faces of Infertility and Loss - Rachele's Story and Letter
I'm so excited an honored to be sharing these letters with you. The
first letter starts today! Today's letter is from Rachele who has become
a very close friend of mine online. She was a guiding light through my
struggles and just an overall amazing friend ans supporter. I'm honored
to share her letter today. Please don't be shy and leave some
encouraging words for the beautiful Rachele.
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Our Story:
My husband and I have been trying to conceive since August of 2010. In January of 2012, after 18 months of trying to conceive, I was diagnosed with “Unexplained infertility”. In August of 2012, we found out we have a perfect storm of infertility when my husband was diagnosed with infertility as well. In February of 2014 I was diagnosed with PCOS, and we are currently seeing a new Reproductive Endocrinologist in hopes to move forward on our journey to conceiving. http://infertilitylifelove.blogspot.com/
Dear Friend-
Thank you for being you. Thank you for being there for me, even when you don’t know my pain first hand. It’s impossible to know the pain of infertility when you haven’t experienced it—but you try. You try to understand how hard it is for me. You’re sympathetic. You have found the balance between asking too many questions yet still offering support and letting me vent.
So many people struggle with the etiquette surrounding infertility, but if you don’t know—you ask. You ask me if I’m okay. You ask me if it’s too hard for me to be around your daughter. You ask me how I feel about different situations. You give me the option of whether or not I can handle something.
You bring me down to earth. You remind me that people don’t know this pain. You remind me that many people get pregnant without any issues, and because of that, they may not appreciate the pregnancy like I would. You remind me that they aren’t trying to minimize my feelings of not being able to get pregnant, but rather dealing with the current struggles in their life. You remind me that people don’t know my struggle, therefore they can’t relate.
And lastly, you remind me that despite this struggle—I am lucky. I am lucky to have an amazing support system. I’m lucky that I have been brave enough to share my journey with family and friends. I'm lucky to have a great husband by my side through this. And I’m lucky that I have a best friend who is willing to support me through a journey she struggles to understand.
Rachele
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Our Story:
My husband and I have been trying to conceive since August of 2010. In January of 2012, after 18 months of trying to conceive, I was diagnosed with “Unexplained infertility”. In August of 2012, we found out we have a perfect storm of infertility when my husband was diagnosed with infertility as well. In February of 2014 I was diagnosed with PCOS, and we are currently seeing a new Reproductive Endocrinologist in hopes to move forward on our journey to conceiving. http://infertilitylifelove.blogspot.com/
Dear Friend-
Thank you for being you. Thank you for being there for me, even when you don’t know my pain first hand. It’s impossible to know the pain of infertility when you haven’t experienced it—but you try. You try to understand how hard it is for me. You’re sympathetic. You have found the balance between asking too many questions yet still offering support and letting me vent.
So many people struggle with the etiquette surrounding infertility, but if you don’t know—you ask. You ask me if I’m okay. You ask me if it’s too hard for me to be around your daughter. You ask me how I feel about different situations. You give me the option of whether or not I can handle something.
You bring me down to earth. You remind me that people don’t know this pain. You remind me that many people get pregnant without any issues, and because of that, they may not appreciate the pregnancy like I would. You remind me that they aren’t trying to minimize my feelings of not being able to get pregnant, but rather dealing with the current struggles in their life. You remind me that people don’t know my struggle, therefore they can’t relate.
And lastly, you remind me that despite this struggle—I am lucky. I am lucky to have an amazing support system. I’m lucky that I have been brave enough to share my journey with family and friends. I'm lucky to have a great husband by my side through this. And I’m lucky that I have a best friend who is willing to support me through a journey she struggles to understand.
Love Always,
Rachele
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If you'd like to share your own letter be it if you've suffered a loss, infertility or both please email me at amandanicole1828@gmail.com (titled - 'Faces of Infertility / Loss' or ' The face of an Infertility / Loss Supporter' . I'm also encouraging supporters of family and friends to write a letter to someone who is struggling with infertility or a loss. Sometimes it's so encouraging and nice to hear from those who make such a huge impact on our journey. Without your support it'd be near impossible to find the strength to keep fighting.
Please refer to the following post (Letters from the Faces of Infertility/Loss) about these letters for further details.
Please refer to the following post (Letters from the Faces of Infertility/Loss) about these letters for further details.
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