Trying to Conceive Sucks

I sit here crying. I thought this would be easy. I never worried about conception. We weren't even going to think about having kids for a while.

And then one day the pain hit. It came and passed. This happened a few more times. And then one day the pain came. And it stayed. I couldn't stand up. I couldn't get out of bed. It stayed for several hours. So then it came time to actually see a doctor.

A cyst. It'll go away given time they said. But it didn't. It stayed. And the pain came and went. Then came more tests.

Endometriosis. They started talking surgeries and treatments. They said there's a good chance it might not work.

So we decided to take all the information, and all the advice, and try to conceive before we could lose it all.

I'm young. I shouldn't have to worry about this. But here I am. Crying. Thinking about all the hurtful things people have said. People who don't understand that it simply may not be as easy as having sex.

All I want for my birthday this July, is a positive. Because while a lot of dreams have changed in my life, my desire to become a mom has always been constant. And yes, I know there are other ways to achieve that, I always envisioned myself pregnant, carrying my child, giving birth, and I'm just not ready to let go of that dream.