I do have a question though... not sure if anyone knows the answer. My googling has been in vain.
When dealing with infertility coverage (which I know many people have NONE of) is it better to have a PPO or an HMO? I officially took a leave from work, which means I need to change to III's insurance. He has a PPO, but we have the choice between the two. If you are NOT in a state that mandates infertility coverage (boooooo that we're moving from one that DOES to one that DOESN'T), is one more likely to cover some of the expenses than the other?
When you are dealing with infertility, especially over a long period of time, there comes a point when you realize you have to be selfish. You need to avoid baby showers and people who just 'don't get it.' You need to nurture yourself and do whatever you need to do to stay sane.
But where is the line?
We're visiting my family right now. Different members of my family know different levels of what is going on with us. My cousin probably knows the most. My parents, the least. (Well, some of my cousins know even less, but they don't really care one way or another, so I've left them out of my scale.)
I've talked a bit before about why I've kept so much from my parents. My mom has major anxiety issues. Far worse than mine, and she's never been treated for them, therapeutically or medicinally. My dad.... well, he's a New Yorker in many senses of all that those words imply. He doesn't mean to, but he just can be really abrasive and say the wrong thing. For example, when I first told them that we were having trouble and were seeing a doctor, he followed up by asking me that if we had a boy whether we were going to have a bris.* Hmm. Gee, dad. Not really in my top ten concerns right now.
I've always been kind of closed mouthed with my parents about everything for those reasons as well as others. At this point, they know we are having fertility treatments. My mom recently asked "Did they do the thing yet where they take the eggs out?" Yes, mother. They did the thing.
Another annoyance- even when I tell them, they forget. Seriously? How can you forget I told you about the thing with the eggs? It's kind of a big deal? But yesterday, I was talking to my mom's sister about it, because her daughter is a cancer survivor and going to have to have IVF because of some complications that went along with her treatments. My mom comes running up and says "wait wait wait! I didn't get to hear any of that!" I told her- "Mom, you already know." She said "No I don't! I didn't know you were doing IVF!" I said "Yes, you asked me directly. Remember? The thing with the eggs?"
So anyway. They don't know about my miscarriages. I just honestly feel like I can't deal with all of their questions and worry. I told my cousin (the one who is going to have IVF) "I'll tell you about everything we have gone through, but I haven't told my mom everything... because... well, you know." and she kind of made a face and said "Oh, I know." So It's not just in my head.
Anyway... back to my title... I know that it bothers my parents that I keep stuff from them. I know they wish they knew more. I even know that they know that part of the reason I do it is because of how they have handled situations in the past. But I feel bad that they feel out of the loop. It's hard, because initially I was telling myself I was leaving them out of the loop for my mom- because I felt like she'd get so upset. But now I have to admit that I'm keeping certain parts from them for myself- because I feel like mom would get so upset but I don't want to deal with that.
I don't like being selfish. But right now, to be honest, I want to be.
*I was raised Jewish, III was raised Catholic. What exactly we plan to do with our children is still 100% up in the air, and both of our parents have been informed of that.
If I hadn't lost my first pregnancy, I'd have a fourteen week old baby right now. It would make this trip very, very different.
If I hadn't lost my second pregnancy, I'd be sixteen weeks pregnant with twins. Also, a very different trip.
But I'm not pregnant. I don't have a baby. But I have my dogs, and they are my babies. We leave tomorrow to visit my family and leave them with a dog sitter who I don't know. I'm sure things will be fine, but I'm nervous. I'll miss them.
In other news.... my MIL is a very nice woman. She means well. But I just don't like her very much. Isn't that horrible??? One of my fears about moving here was her. Right now, she is confirming that fear. I'm hoping as we're here longer, she will chill. But I don't know. Fingers crossed....
I'm looking forward to Saturday. I planned a surprise party and it's all coming together.
I'm also looking forward to seeing my nephew. He's almost two and a half now, and I just love that age.
I realized this week that my surgery will coincide with when I would have been halfway through my most recent pregnancy. Awesome.
I also realized, with my surgery, it will be fall 2011 before I could even possibly have a baby. Fuck.
That's all I've got today. Probably won't be back until next week.
The trip was long but uneventful. Dogs did awesome. I was exhausted, but III did most of the driving, so I don't really have anything to complain about.
I'm not really happy to be here. The reality is hitting me that we're probably more or less here for good. And it's not really where I want to be.
And honestly? I have no desire to live near my in-laws. Or my family, to be perfectly frank. I wish we lived closer than we did. But not close. I know that is obnoxious. And selfish. But it's true. And yesterday it hit me- at home it's just me and III. And I like it. I worry how this will change our relationship. :(
But last night when we went to bed, I told III "I love you so much." and he replied, "I know you do. That's why we're here." So I know he appreciates it.
In other news-
I talked to my ex boyfriend on FB last night. It was interesting. He is definitely not in any way "the one who got away". But we were together for a long time, and so he's a big part of my history. It was nice to have a friendly chat with him and hear how he and his family are doing.
I had an orientation to volunteer at the local animal shelter yesterday. I'm glad to have something to do where I'll be meeting people and helping animals. I'm a little worried that I'm not going to meet "my kind of people", but that's a stupid worry to have right now so I just need to go with it.
I have scheduled my fibroid surgery for August 5. So I'll have to fly home for that week (pre op blood test and u/s are on the 3rd).
I miss KB like crazy already. Is it abnormal to be so attached to your BFF?
Exercise routine to start... soon? I could start today... but the holiday weekend... bah. Maybe I'll start next week.