Okay, yeah, Nanoblopo was, for me, an epic fail.
I've been having a rough time.
3 friends just had their babies. 2 of them their second one. And I'm happy for them--and I'm really not happy for them and I don't want to be around them or anywhere near them.
We should have been parents by now.
When we sent our dossier to China they told us that it would be, at the most, 8 months between Log -in and referral.
It has now been 3 years--and there is no end in sight.
People tell me that I should just be patient. Of course the people who tell me this are mothers. Okay, you want patient? You be pregnant for 3 years (because we all call it Paper Pregnant) and see how fucking patient you are.
"Well that's just different."
Yeah. I know. You didn't have to go around to your friends and ask them if they thought you would be a good parent and to write you a recommendation. You just fucked.
You haven't had to open your thighs for anyone with a doctor's white coat or scrubs to shove a dildo-cam up there. You just fucked.
A friend, a good friend, just had her baby. I'm happy for her and miserable for me. And as horrible as it sounds, I'm still working out my anger at how she told me. She called me up, on my birthday, and told me she was finally pregnant.
I spent the rest of my birthday in hysterical sobs. HOW could she do this to me? Why did she have to ruin my birthday. She apologized of course, and I forgave her. How could I not--she's my friend and I love her. We're still friends, but something happened. I don't trust her as much. Actually, that's not even correct. I still trust her, still love her, but I guess the best way to put it is that I lost faith in her and I miss the faith I used to have in her. Very much.
So here it is. ANOTHER Christmas/Chanukah/New Year where I am not a mother. And quite simply I am ANGRY.
I know I have blessings, but so do other people. Why am I not allowed to have a child? Why is it another year that I don't get to have a little finger curling around mine. Why don't I get to lullaby a child to sleep--MY child to sleep?
And it hurts so goddamn much.
I want this so badly and it hurts so much that the years go on and on and I don't have a child. We started trying 9 years ago.
And yet--I can't give up. I gave up to the wait and now I'm not. I don't know what happens next but I just walked in the fucking amusement park. I'm going for IVF #2 and when we renew our adoption papers (since they expired) we're going to try domestic. D called it a siege when I called it a war. I'm not giving up--yet--though I have been close.
I just ache. And I miss something I never had. And I miss the faith I once had in my friends. I miss the faith I once had--period.
I'll try to post more--sorry this was all over the place.