I am obviously not
pregnant. Bleeding, like I woke up to this morning, is not a sign of
pregnancy. It's a sign that I'll be taking it very easy today. It
immediately made me think of part of a spoken word poem of Ani
Difranco's called "My I.Q." :
...when I was 13 years old
I woke up one morning
thighs covered in blood
like a war
like a warning
that I live in a breakable takeable body
an ever increasingly valuable body
that a woman had come
in the night to replace me
deface me...
Fortunately I am kid
free today, so I was able to get acupuncture and a much needed
adjustment at the chiropractor. My C1 was out. No wonder I had been
feeling off-balance. Now
I sip on Lady In Waiting from Wonderland
Tea , my favorite local tea shop. It's got tasty and healing
herbs for mama's-to-be, pregnant women, and breastfeeding mothers.
And the title of it is perfect for what I'm doing...waiting. Now is
not the time for me to be pregnant apparently, so I will wait until
it is the right time.
It's interesting to note all of the emotions and thoughts that come and go surrounding this "getting pregnant for someone else" thing. I found myself this morning wondering if I'm allowed to be sad that last months round of IUI's didn't work. And of course the answer is yes, it's allowed. I'm a person with feelings too, even if the end result won't be a baby for me to raise. As I went deeper into those thoughts though I thought, maybe I should become more detached about the whole process and not really care either way. But I can't do that. I'm not built to suppress my reality or anyone else's. And how would that be good for the baby to inhabit a birth mother who is denying her experience or the existence of the child? No, these thoughts don't go further, because these are all things I am not at the core of my being. I believe that all things happen for a purpose and that I am on this surrogacy journey for my friends because I love them and want to create a family with and for them. I can provide them with a baby. I trust this will happen, not in our timing, but eventually. Maybe even this month or next?
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