A post on Infertility
I feel bad that I want more children even when I have five.
I feel bad when someone gets pregnant in the blink of an eye. Ok. It probably wasn’t a blink of an eye. But you know what I mean.
I feel bad that it takes me years and years. I feel like a failure.
And then I feel bad for feeling bad.
You don’t need to feel bad. About anything.
And so I stop feeling bad and replace that feeling with gratitude.
I am grateful for my children.
I am grateful I can raise them with the help of my husband.
I am grateful they are healthy and happy. Most of the time.
And I am grateful I got to carry them in my womb.
And while the desire to have more children doesn’t go away.
What does go away is the feeling bad.
And that’s good.
You can’t compare yourself to others.
You can’t and you shouldn’t.