Still waiting for our miracle and I don’t have the patience anymore
With the second anniversary of the loss of our son Theo, who was born at 25 weeks, approaching, so many emotions are coming back up.
We’ve been trying for another baby for about a year and a half now, and it has become incredibly exhausting. We conceived Theo naturally, but for baby number two we’ve already been through five IUIs, all without success. Before moving on to IVF, I’m now having a laparoscopy because of severe endometriosis and adenomyosis.
I see so many women who lost their babies after I lost Theo, and many of them are already holding their rainbow babies in their arms or are pregnant again. And I’m truly happy for them — but at the same time, it makes me feel so painfully alone. As if I’m the only one who went through such a devastating loss and then just can’t get pregnant again. As if I’m somehow not allowed to experience that kind of comfort or hope after everything that happened.
I feel like I have no strength left, and especially no patience anymore. I’m just so tired of waiting, hoping, trying, and being disappointed over and over again.