They say it's supposed to tear you apart, that it often does. Infertility can divide, then conquer couples in a sea of doctor's appointments and finger pointing. It can reduce ultimate intimacy to schedules, charts, and graphs. But, for us it's been the opposite. Infertility has brought us closer as a couple more than anything else in our relationship. It was like the boat we were on was obliterated, and instead of each clinging to our own piece, we clung desparately to each other, taking turns kicking and treading water when the other one was too tired.
We knew from the beginning we didn't want to go down the invasive fertility treatment route, and our options were extremely limited anyway. So for us, we had no choice but to hang on tight and swim toward another solution, adoption. Now there's no room for blame, and nobody's shortcomings are highlighted. We're just swimming and staying together, knowing that there are more storms on the horizon, and we'll need to kick in unison. We're close to parenthood and each other, and both feel great.
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