I KNOW I'm not alone.....

So help me out here sisters,

I'm a little bit tipsy, listening to Celine Dion's "A new Day has Come" and I'm feeling a little hopeless.  It's probably a mix of the Bundy Rum and the song, but hear me out.

I'm struggling to fall pregnant.  We've been 'trying' for almost a year, and it's getting to the 'affecting my mental health' and 'affecting my marriage' point.

I've been diagnosed as PCOS (that's Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome for those not in the know) which doesn't seem to make the fact of not falling pregnant 'easily' any better.  Especially when you have friends/sisters who say things like 'I was WAY heavier than you, with PCOS and still fell pregnant'.  I get a little stabby-stabby.

I'm overweight, but not what i'd consider 'holy crap! How are you even walking??' overweight, I drink, not to what i'd consider anymore than my friends, and I've given up smoking in the chance that i'd 'fall'.

But it's not happening.  And it's depressing.  I walk the shopping centres, and I see people fatter than me, smoking, and I think to myself 'oh yeah right, THEY can have kids but not you!'.  I'm a registered nurse - so I see people on my ward EVERY day who are IV drug users, who have so many complicated social situations where children should not be bought into, and they have children and I think 'Oh right, IV drug use, domestic violence, multiple husbands, that's OK, but you - you're fat, you can't have kids'.

I just hate it. And I've been told so many times 'just stop trying and you'll fall'.  I swear to God if I hear that one more time, I will go postal on someone.  Because when you want something more than you've ever wanted something in your entire life, and someone says 'just stop trying' it makes you see red. For real.

I've never gotten anything in my life that I haven't worked for, so I guess I'm not used to being told no.  I was brought up in a 'lower socio-economic' upbringing, where the favorite expression was 'sorry honey, we can't afford it' and that's OK. I learned the value of a dollar, and I've worked, I've worked HARD, for every single thing that I've ever earned, including my 2 degrees.  Including working 3 jobs at one stage, to pay the rent in a city that had the only degree I was working for. So I guess it's hard for me to get that I can't just 'want' to be a mum hard enough that it will happen.

What shits me off the most, is that since I've been so vocal about my trouble, many other people have also indicated that it wasn't 'easy' for them also.

Now, going back a little bit, the reason I 'HAD' to be so vocal, is that being a nurse, I work mostly with females, and once you're married, the typical question is 'so when are you having babies'.  It got to the stage that I was being asked at LEAST once a shift, 'are you pregnant?'.

Now, going off the pill - for the first time in 12 years, AND having (at the time, undiagnosed) PCOS, I put on weight, and put it down to quitting smoking and getting married and yedda yedda yedda.  But when a work mate walked past and rubbed my belly and said 'it's growing' (as in I was pregnant and she knew) - I lost my shit.  Not only because what business is it of anyone if I put on weight, but what right does ANYONE have to ask anyone else if they're pregnant and more importantly who RUBS someone's FUCKING STOMACH when they have no idea!?!?

Having trouble getting pregnant, when someone asked me if I was, and I had my period after waiting the like 8 weeks because of the irregularity due to the PCOS, I was pretty irrational, and it hurt.  So it got to the stage, where it had to be bought up in our team meeting, that it was impolite to ask if people were pregnant on the ward - because there were a couple of people having trouble falling pregnant.  And people got the hint, that I didn't want to be asked, and if they did, I would lose it.

Now, I have conflicted emotions, because I know I'm not the only one in the world that has had trouble falling pregnant, and I know that there are more serious issues out there in the world.  I have a pretty nice life now.  I mean I have a HECS debt that I would probably not pay off until my 60s.  I don't own a house.  I have credit card debt and 2 personal loans.  But I'm not on a Government pension, I have enough money to go on holidays and I am by no means below the poverty line - anymore.  I have what a lot of people would envy.

But I envy. And I know I'm not the only one.  I envy those people who 'complain' about their kids.  My best friend is pregnant, and has hyper-emesis. She's had 21 weeks of hell. She's had to stop work, because she couldn't stand up more than 20 minutes without being sick.  And I would swap places with her in an instant.  I would gladly give up work, and spew my ass out for 40 weeks, if at the end of it, I got a baby.

So the point of this (super long! I'm sorry) blog, is that I wanted to reach out to other people that are in the same situation as me. I wanted to let people know, that I feel like a failure as a woman and if there's anyone else out there that feels the same, you are not alone.  I want you to know that although we cannot sniff a bacardi breezer and get pregnant like EVERYONE ELSE (tongue in cheek don't hate me) seems to do, you are not a failure. You are amazing. And you have more to give in life than procreate.  Just like me.  Right?