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It’s been a while since I’ve blogged. I’m almost certain I’ve started a post with yhat sentence before. Sometimes if there’s not much to report, or I feel like I’m constantly being negative then I won’t blog. I should; this is the place for honest thoughts afterall, but I talk myself out of it. I’m working on it.

It’s a few months shy of the 3 year mark. 3 years TTC is a long time believe me. It’s not just the miscarriages that takes it toll.. it’s the time. I know that sounds ridiculous, but let me explain it better.

Say it takes me 9 or 10 months to fall pregnant. I miscarry around 6 weeks. I then allow my body to heal physically and have at least 1 normal cycle and then I start the TTC process again. That’s adding up to years. I’m not falling pregnant every 2-3months…its taking a long time, and then when I do.. I lose it. It’s frustrating, draining, heart breaking, stressful, exhausting, annoying… the list goes on.

I then go through the “what if my husband gets fed up and leaves me for someone that can just pop em out”. Of course it’s irrational, my husband isn’t with me solely for my (in)ability to have children, but I’ll be honest; I’m not always rational. I worry. I get upset and stressed. Stress is bad for baby making. Ok great so now I’m even MORE stressed.

The losses have got easier over time; there’s a process you go through… but this.. how do you get over trying and failing when all you’re ever doing is trying and failing?

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Insecurities

Insecurities

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It hasnt been a good week.

I’ve been having this recurring dream that I’m no longer married. I know that at some point I was, but for reasons that I never find out – my husband has left me.

After some Googling, I discovered that (the short meaning) is I’m insecure about something.

Insecure?! Jeez I’d never have thought that….
Don’t get me wrong, in my relationship I’m very happy (obviously I’m missing the baby, but everything else is great) but in myself, I can be horribly insecure.

I’ve dyed my hair twice in the last week and every time I do I end up in floods of tears thinking I look hideous. Ugly.

I take my make up off at night and notice my blemishes so much more.

Taking my make up off makes my hair look worse too.

My husband tells me I’m the most beautiful person he’s seen and he doesn’t understand why I feel like this sometimes.

I don’t know either. I don’t know if I’m insecure because I’ve failed to keep a baby, failed to get pregnant as quick as I wanted to.

Am I insecure because I don’t look like the tanned, contoured girls on instagram?

Am I insecure because my parents marriage ended horribly and I’m terrified it’ll happen to mine?

Or am I insecure because my hair is actually that rank?