Wednesday, Jan. 06, 2010 4:42 p.m.

IVF fears

I got an email from the lady I might be doing the shared-IVF cycle with this morning. We're trying to figure out which doctor/clinic to go through.

But I've been feeling weird about it all day.

Originally I was just going to do an egg donation, like I've done before. But then it turned into a shared cycle and I was just thinking, oh, it'll be just like an egg donation, only bonus - I get to have some of the eggs too. But now it's starting to sink in that it's not just an egg donation. It me doing my own IVF, only I'm giving away some of my eggs in exchange for some financial help.

And that changes things completely.

I don't know if I wanna do this anymore. It's scary. We don't have any money - even though this way will only be like 3-4K instead of 10-12K. I've been getting used to the idea of not having kids. I've told my mom that we're having struggles; my sister knows and come to find out is having struggles too, we have a dog now...I don't know, it's like I feel like the pressure is off, like I'm no longer expected to have kids. Plus it's impossible for me to have a kid by 30 now, so I've sorta stopped caring some.

But really? Am I really ready to jump in and be ok with not creating a kid the normal way? I'm sure I'll get over it eventually, but will I really ever look at my kid one day and think, your first moments of conception were in a petri dish, not in me? It still seems so unnatural.

My egg donations seem removed from myself. Yes I did them. Yes there's kids with my genes out there. But they aren't part of my life. I can forget about them entirely. How their parents raise them and if they tell them how they were "unnaturally" conceived is up to them. I have no part it in. It's like realizing that my sister is going to live her own life. Sure we share the same genes, but I'm not responsible for her.

But MY kids? I mean, I'm eternally grateful that at least at this point, we CAN actually have kids genetically related to us, but what if we couldn't? I can't even imagine how hard it is to accept donor egg/sperm.

I was reading a message board this afternoon and someone mentioned the movie Up. I saw this back in the earlier days of trying to conceive, but even still, all I can remember from the movie is the beginning montage where the wife learns she cannot have kids. I still get teary-eyed thinking about it. I wonder if others, who've never had trouble concieving, also felt the same sadness then. Yeah, the movie is meant for little kids, but I think those quick couple minutes described the sadness so beautifully.

What if we put all this money into IVF and it doesn't work? What if it doesn't work for the other couple either? How could I ever try again; I'd be a double failure.

There's this egg donor message board I've been posting on for a couple years. There's one other donor who's been trying for twice as long as me, but going through the same thing: After successful donations, she and her husband can't conceive either. And they don't know why. They did a shared IVF last year; it didn't work, for either her or her couple. She was devastated. I'm afraid my cycle is going to turn out the same way.

I need to write the lady back. I need to research these clinics. I just don't feel the motivation right now.

I don't know if I really want to do it this way.

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Thursday, Sept. 04, 2014 - changing. and I need to go to bed.
Saturday, Aug. 30, 2014 - dreams of dying

Chapters of My Life
Motherhood
Sept. 2011 - now Being a mother.
Isolation&Infertility (&pregnancy)
Aug. 2009 - Sept. 2011 Working from home in a job that I love...that comes with a loneliness I hate. A husband who works too much, and continued failure to start a family. Slowly spiraling, forgotten, into social invisibility. Accepting and experiencing the potential of pregnancy.
First-Year Teacher
Aug. 2008 - Aug. 2009. pretty much the hardest job I hope I ever have. and all the while trying not to admit my secret turmoil over longings for/attempts at/failure to produce what's supposedly supposed to come after love and then marriage...
Optimism
Aug. 2007 - Aug. 2008. finally accepting that becoming a normal grown up is not just inevitable, but preferable. better job situations for both of us. working freelance as a studio teacher, and becoming an egg donor.
Fading Dreams...
Dec. 2006 - July 2007. student teaching, being poor, consistent job rejections, trying to save face while feeling hopeless.
To Live a Life Worth Death...
July 2006 - Nov. 2006. thinking about death a lot, accepting life and my eventual end. career and passions - beginning the path of contribution to what I will leave behind...
Identity Crisis/Marriage
Oct. 2005 - Apr. 2006. new job. new career. new last name. new husband. new life. who was I and what was I becoming?
The Official End to Childhood? II
June 2005 - Sept. 2005. preparing for a life that still felt like pretend. was I really a 'grown-up' already? weird.
The Official End to Childhood? I
Feb. 2005 - June 2005. losing my virginity, getting engaged, changing my career, selling our childhood home...slowly losing everything that held me as a child... (Meet Mr. Mom 4/05 - 5/05. working/travelling on production of my 4th & LAST reality show ever.)
Quarter-Life Crisis/Unemployment
Sept. 2004 - Feb 2005. no steady job for 5 months - definitely not a good place to be. oh, and I fell in love - which is a good place to be, but it kind of only adds to the confusion.
Postlude to the Prelude
Apr. 2004 - May 2004. I had no clue what things were being set in motion...but everything has changed from there.
The Simple Life 2
Mar. 2004-Apr. 2004. not the deepest thinking period of my life, but I learned a heck of a lot about production of a reality tv show.
L.A. #2 - The Real World
Aug. 2003-Feb. 2004.the big move. transplanting my life. ironically not only working in the "real world", but also AT the company that makes The Real World.
That Weird, Here Nor There, Summer
May 2003-Aug. 2003. a college graduate, but not yet in the grown-up world. just existing. and waiting. and thinking.
Goodbye College
Jan. 2003-May 2003. it's a weird thing, the last semester of college. lots of thinking about what lies beyond.
The Semester From Hell
Aug. 2002-Dec. 2002. it was kind of like I tried to cram 4 yrs. of growing-up experiences into one semester.
I've Changed?
Apr. 2002-Aug. 2002. after L.A. and stuck right in-between the two most intense "finding-myself" semesters of my life!
L.A. #1 - Interning/Discovering
Jan. 2002 - Apr. 2002. I finally stepped WAY outside my comfort zone and went where I had no freakin idea what I was doing. Living outside your bubble for awhile really makes you see differently.
Beginnings/Depression
Aug. 2001-Jan. 2002. who I was, and sometimes who I still am. how it started and how it was before.