Brave
Here are some of what I have defined as brave during infertility:
Brave is admitting that there may be a problem and calling an RE for a consultation.
Brave is sitting there and listening to the doctor when you want to desperately shut down
your mind and not hear the truth.
Brave is doing another endometrial biopsy, even though the last one hurt. Brave is
trying another month and another month and another month. Brave is a husband giving that
first IM shot in his wife's behind. Brave is a wife allowing her dear husband to give the
shot. Brave is giving such a shot to yourself in a lonely hotel room while away from home
during an IVF cycle. Brave is believing that somehow it will all work out. Brave is doing
IVF even when you aren't sure where the money will come. Brave is working hard in our job
even when we don't feel like even getting out of bed to face the day.
Brave is not driving off a bridge after seeing the sono no longer shows a heartbeat on
your miracle pregnancy. Brave is going under anesthesia for the D&C. Brave is to try
yet again. Brave is to smile at yet one more pregnant lady in line at the grocery store
without falling apart and walking out without your stuff. Brave is to buy a baby present
for a friend.
Brave is to explore other parenting alternatives, like adoption or donor egg. Brave is
to consider life without being a parent. Brave is taking the leap of faith that somehow
things will work out even with infertility, one way or another.
Well, I think you were brave or at least quite noble! Give yourself credit for having
kept a stiff upper lip to be kind to others. It may have been merely a survival tactic on
your part (as you term a selfish act), but it was ultimately a gift to the mother and she
was able to have a good party. I still give you a medal for bravery under fire!
Now be nice to yourself!
