We did it!!! Today, we paid off our IVF debt.
We're finally free of the looming credit card balance staring us in the face, taunting us with "ha ha... you still owe me money... and you don't have anything to show for it..."
We're free. Relief. Peace.
But somehow I thought I would feel happier. I thought I would feel a release.
Now, all I feel is a strange sense of finality. Is this it? Are we done? Are our chances gone? Is there hope?
I was in a meeting yesterday at work and and there was a woman in the meeting who is pregnant. She is probably a good 10 years younger than me. She's looks to be about 5 months along, showing, cutely.. but not hugely.. And I didn't feel that pang of sadness. I felt a strange sense of detachment. Like oh, hmmm... I wonder what that's like... a numbness.
I'm sad that I felt that way. I thought I should still feel a sense of longing whenever I see a pregnant woman, a sense of desire and a sense of hope... But right now I feel nothing....
and that scares the crap out of me.
B (the hubby) suggested that I start writing in a journal to help me deal with the emotions and pain of our not so easy journey to build our family. It took me 2 years to listen to him, but I finally did... So, here's my journal. Simply my space to get out what is inside of my head, as I try to live peacefully in the present moment, while awaiting our child, wherever he/she is coming from...
"Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy. "
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19 February 2010
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