Infertility

baby mama, not

I can’t WAIT to be pregnant …I mean, I’m going to wait but when it’s time, I can’t WAIT”

I have been saying that since my late teens knowing that I did, indeed, want to wait for numerous reasons.

But now I can actually say I can’t wait to be pregnant! PERIOD. I cannot wait to feel it. ALL. Every minute of the awesomeness right down to the delivery.

The ONE thing I have always known for sure is that I wanted to be a mom. I was unsure about what direction to take as far as a career was concerned but knew I had to have one before becoming a mom for financial reasons.

We are just now really beginning to try after a year of so-so trying …but still, it makes me feel like I will never get to be a mom…the one thing I always thought I knew I wanted…over a career, over anything…and now that it’s time, I feel like a complete failure.

I would rather adopt than go through fertility treatments. One, because I don’t want to birth a litter of babies {one or two is enough}. Two, because, while I don’t believe in god, I do believe that nothing is coincidence and everything that is meant to happen happens. Meaning, {in my mind} I do not want to force a pregnancy. {not that there is anything wrong with treatments. Honestly, no judgement here – I just don’t think it’s right for me}

I don’t really even want to post this …because then, it’s real. It’s really a fact that I cannot seem to get knocked up. ME! And it makes me feel like a failure. I would have NEVER in one million years EVER thought that this would even be an issue for me. Ever.

image via: Footsteps for Fertility

Maegan Tintari

LA native & lifestyle blogger Maegan Tintari writes weekly at ...love Maegan.com, sharing her personal style and outfits of the day as well as fashion trends coming and going, home decor and inspiring ideas and DIYs so you can do it yourself! Her archives of DIY, nail art manicures, hair tutorials, recipes & home decorating ideas, go back to 2009, where she's also shared her personal life, her journey & battle with infertility, move to a small town in the mountains, marriage, divorce, owning a bar/restaurant and then leaving it all behind to start over, yet again, in a new city, that looks a lot like her home in Los Angeles, but has far less traffic, with her two old French Bulldogs, Trevor and Randy. You can also find her on Substack, sharing videos and weekly chapters of her latest book.

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