I have cried now for 7 days straight. And then I awoke at 2 in the morning and decided to write it all down. I just ordered online Peggy Orenstein's Waiting for Daisy. I checked the book out from the library about 2 years ago, somewhere earlier along the mad journey towards trying to have a baby. I found her story terrifying, unfathomable and heartbreaking even though she ended up with a wonderful baby girl. I thought "no way" could my journey even remotely reflect hers.
And now here I am. 3 years into the journey, 7 days post-miscarriage after my 1st IVF attempt that resulted in pregnancy only to find out a few days later that I actually had what is called a "biochemical pregnancy". I don't even know what the means. Was I pregnant or not?????
So I am lying (laying?) in bed thinking that now I might find comfort in Orenstein's story.
So this is not my story. It's my RANT! For everyone that is sick of waking temperatures and HCG levels and crappy insurance coverage and being poked and prodded and analyzed and plagued with feelings of guilt and confusion. And MEN - I know you have some things you want to get off your chest, too (don't worry, you are worth more to us than your swimmers....).
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