Women who can’t get pregnant without any help aren’t meant to be mothers.”
Something my mom used to say when I was growing up that has haunted me since I was diagnosed with PCOS, especially now that I’m desperately trying to conceive. I 100% disagree, and would never think this about another person, but I’ve thought it a lot in relation to myself. What if I’m not meant to be a mother? What if I’ll be so selfish, like mine and my husband’s mothers but worse, that the powers that be just decided it was best that I just wasn’t?
It’s worse now that I’m on the medroxyprogesterone. Hormones do INSANE things to my body and mind, which is why I avoided birth control for years, but my doctor prescribed it to try and regulate my period.
Now that I finished my first 10 days of the pill on Wednesday, I’m slowly approaching full-blown emotional meltdown mode. And in my sad, angry, ragey descent I just keep hearing my mom repeating that in the back of my mind. Of all the super insensitive things she’s said since I’ve been dealing with this, it’s funny that something from years ago is what hurts the most.
