tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post4130695011792021643..comments2023-11-19T21:42:17.901-08:00Comments on My Path to Mommyhood: #Microblog Mondays: Funked Up DayJesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15868505568965284742noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-30320662937327164212016-09-02T05:22:09.660-07:002016-09-02T05:22:09.660-07:00There are days when odds just feel so...stacked. ...There are days when odds just feel so...stacked. Know that we're thinking of you.Amanda Prescotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11709979610638621806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-25157208552625967082016-09-02T02:16:42.954-07:002016-09-02T02:16:42.954-07:00I am glad you are feeling in a better head space n...I am glad you are feeling in a better head space now. But how you felt that day was totally normal and there's no way you are a horrible person - so never think that! :). I also have moments where I hear a pregnancy announcement of someone's third child and my first thought is "oh come on, really? why can't I just get one?!" but I don't feel anger at that person it's more frustration at the situation. It sounds like you just had a load of triggers at once. dublinerinDeutschlandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14804856792598440633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-53975155822271649992016-08-31T11:09:22.488-07:002016-08-31T11:09:22.488-07:00Oh thank you. I hope for that hand, but just felt ...Oh thank you. I hope for that hand, but just felt like I'm always passed over and I can't quite tell why. It IS a shitty loop. Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15868505568965284742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-40227677870986173552016-08-31T11:07:46.400-07:002016-08-31T11:07:46.400-07:00Yes, yes to that distinction. I can always tell wh...Yes, yes to that distinction. I can always tell where my headspace is by how I frame that failure. :)Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15868505568965284742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-38010391204962333372016-08-31T11:06:25.963-07:002016-08-31T11:06:25.963-07:00THank you so much for your thoughts and encouragem...THank you so much for your thoughts and encouragement. The day had everything to do with my thoughts triggered by all these things (also yesterday morning I got news that a friend is adopting her second baby, also great news but I was like SERIOUSLY? IS EVERYONE SEEING PROGRESS BUT ME?) and very little to do with any of the people who announced or had difficulty that turned out fine or whatever. By yesterday afternoon I was in much better head space, probably because I spent all day in school, too busy to perseverate on anything. I thank you so much for your understanding...it helped me not to feel like such a horrible person for feeling so sad and on the outs. Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15868505568965284742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-60105036297366562682016-08-31T06:47:04.171-07:002016-08-31T06:47:04.171-07:00Oh boy, that is a real bitch of a day. Certainly, ...Oh boy, that is a real bitch of a day. Certainly, it's deeply unfair that you did all these things and the treatments failed you (not the other way around) and there's only the hope that it won't always be like this. It's hard to be patient with the adoption process and maintain optimism when you've already been pummeled with so much disappointment. I am holding out hope for you that even this can't last and that you'll eventually step into those mommy-shoes. ((Hugs))A. (The Empress and the Fool)https://www.blogger.com/profile/17083835645629202031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-73754960350691045762016-08-30T20:23:02.926-07:002016-08-30T20:23:02.926-07:00I hope writing about the funked up times help ease...I hope writing about the funked up times help ease. I hope . . I hope for. . . you. <br /><br />HugsmMiddle Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12334580430376973159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-34037382976790778892016-08-30T19:17:22.801-07:002016-08-30T19:17:22.801-07:00Yeah that's definitely a funked up day. I'...Yeah that's definitely a funked up day. I'm so sorry. I hate when so many bad things happen all at once, because I can never work through it as well as if it was one thing at a time. Sending you hugs, my dear.Risahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01134469272401945848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-69691127748063300942016-08-30T18:57:28.136-07:002016-08-30T18:57:28.136-07:00Oh hon, that sucks, all around. I find it really ...Oh hon, that sucks, all around. I find it really hard to get out of the never mindset once I enter it. Because when you're in a hole it feels so hard to climb out. And then the universe magically gives you its hand and drags you out and you think, "Why did I ever say it would be never?" And yet, even knowing that, you go through the same thing the next time you're in the pit. I am very familiar with this loop :-( All I can say is that I hope the hand reaches in and drags you out soon.Lollipop Goldsteinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01020874415819057995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-37772859213969653542016-08-30T11:49:03.411-07:002016-08-30T11:49:03.411-07:00Oooof, that sounds like a terribly rough day. It&...Oooof, that sounds like a terribly rough day. It's hard when so many things hit the sore spots all at once. It's truly unfair that you've gotten served up so many rough situations in trying to become parents and I'm so sorry that you're still in limbo on things. Sending thoughts and a hug. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-9703924384207436822016-08-30T11:19:30.424-07:002016-08-30T11:19:30.424-07:00While my funked up days have a different narrative...While my funked up days have a different narrative, it still sounds like the same story. I hope you're not too hard on yourself for feeling this way (which is how mine usually goes - I feel awful, then I feel more awful with myself for feeling awful). I try to remember to allow myself to ache, then look for some distraction until it passes. I hope things (in every positive way possible) turn around for you soon. *hugs*internetg33khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12672869878789920528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-60845059516196617752016-08-30T09:07:44.950-07:002016-08-30T09:07:44.950-07:00I'm so sorry you are in a funk. It is unfair t...I'm so sorry you are in a funk. It is unfair that you never got that "reprieve." It's helpful to compromise and reframe and reprioritize and attitude-adjust but it's also true that most (all?) of us also expect life to JUST GIVE US A BREAK sometimes. Whether we think the break comes from some benevolent deity or the random forces of the universe, we still want it. (For me, it's half or more of the whole "strategy".) And yes, one never feels totally ready for the school year. I have to play sort of a game with myself to not become over anxious about it: what I can do and what I can let go in order to feel relaxed enough to function in the moment. I know we are both experienced and skilled and informed enough to roll with it. Oh, and you would approve of my fertility doctor, she never over promises and always gives the worst odds lol. Anyway, no real advice here; looking forward to reading good news when you have it, accepting the sucky part when that's the reality.torthúilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07738803052167620020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-56835220831276696622016-08-30T08:12:56.331-07:002016-08-30T08:12:56.331-07:00I can feel those hot tears at book club with you. ...I can feel those hot tears at book club with you. I can completely understand why any one of these things might make you sad, let alone all of them.<br /><br />{{{{Jess}}}}Lori Lavender Luzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15394441222262940632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-14932342633987899232016-08-30T04:57:41.920-07:002016-08-30T04:57:41.920-07:00Big (((Hugs))) for you Jess. Those are the kinds o...Big (((Hugs))) for you Jess. Those are the kinds of days where all I want to do is climb in bed, pull the covers over my head, and sleep the funk away. I pray that you wake up with your heart a little lighter and that today is better than yesterday.Charlottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08987444437659867827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-76560464310972129772016-08-30T03:15:06.556-07:002016-08-30T03:15:06.556-07:00There are days where you wish you didn't get o...There are days where you wish you didn't get out of day. This sounds like it was one of them. I'm sorry that this was a trigger. That on top of the emotions you're dealing with regarding adoption and the start of another school year, you are also reliving trauma from treatment. And that surprise pregnancy announcement is enough to make anyone drink (seriously, I'm groaning over here).<br /><br />There's no doubt that the adoption process is an insane one, mainly due to the waiting period. I'm so sorry that you're still in limbo and I wish I could say something to make it better. Here sending you hugs, love and many good thoughts.Cristyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04317873211902543387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7998166587816121679.post-87692134090892732512016-08-29T22:56:51.941-07:002016-08-29T22:56:51.941-07:00I'm sorry you are in a funk. Not an easy way ...I'm sorry you are in a funk. Not an easy way to head into the school year. I'm sorry you had many weird things happen on your journey as you were trying to get PG. Not fair. No fun to have reminders either, nor to feel left out. Ugh.Jamiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06275071143469111072noreply@blogger.com