I get asked this question a lot. Or I may get well meaning comments such as, “Why is it such a big deal if you can’t have a baby? You can just adopt.” Sure, I could adopt… but it’s not as simple as that.
To explain why my experience with infertility has been so hard, you need a little background on me.
I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (LDS/Mormon). If you know anything about the LDS church you might know it’s very family oriented. There is a lot of emphasis on the importance of getting married and having a family. If you are a young woman growing up in the LDS church, you are taught about how one day you will meet your Prince Charming, get married in the temple, and have lots of babies. Not only will this happen, but this was THE plan Heavenly Father had in store for me, it was part of my divine power to procreate and be a mother. As a result, many LDS couples get married younger than others around the nation… and then we have babies before we turn 25!
As a teenager, I COMPLETELY embraced this idea. All I wanted was to find a man and be a mom. I had great youth leaders who really encouraged us to think about our futures, with a focus on going to college and finding a career we loved. I had a vague dream of becoming a therapist (ha), but I just wanted to be a mom.
I should say, I love my church and what I have been taught. However, I think it is important to teach girls about all the potential they have in life, not just to become a wife and mother. I think that part of the “church culture” indirectly teaches women they are worthwhile because they can bear children. At least, that is how I took it. I took something meant to be encouraging and warped it in my head… but I wouldn’t be surprised if I wasn’t the only one out there. Again, I completely believe this was unintentional, but maybe a new approach to teaching young women needs to be taken? Just a thought.
So, I found my Mr. and got married at 20 (I was almost 21!). I wanted to finish my degree, so we waited a few years to try to have kids. After about 4 years, we started trying.
But, it didn’t work. And it didn’t work again. And again. And again. And again. And again……….. and this process continues for a while.
What was WRONG with me?? I was trying to fulfill my destiny of becoming a mother… why wasn’t it working?? Since other women could get pregnant and I couldn’t, I MUST be doing something wrong. Of course, none of these feelings were true!
Infertility was a HUGE hit to my self-esteem. I thought of myself as a failure. I was a failure to God, my husband, and my family. I viewed myself as completely worthless because I was unable to have children. EVERYTHING I had planned for myself and my husband was suddenly slipping away and I had NO control over it. The loss of control is one of the scariest feelings ever.
Facing the fact that I wasn’t going to be able to start a family the “normal” way was extremely difficult for me. I didn’t want to let it go, or tell myself to let God take care it. Nope. I had ALWAYS planned on having babies and I couldn’t change my expectations. Sure, I could adopt, but would I get to have that unique experience of being pregnant and having a child created from me and my husband’s genes??
I think that is one of the hard parts of infertility… dealing with “unmet expectations,” realizing you may have to “adjust” your dreams a bit. Â For some couples, this means adjusting your dreams a LOT. For some, maybe just a little. Either way, grieving the loss of one of your dreams is extremely painful.
Please, if you know anyone struggling with infertility, try not to tell them “you can just adopt” or “don’t worry, it will be fine!” Because it does not feel fine to us. Sometimes we just need someone to give us a hug and let us know it’s ok to feel sad.