So today, I had my first round of experiences as “other” and I seem to have escaped relatively unscathed. Joey had an appointment to get bloodwork and an HSG. Part of the appointment was that Joey and I had to re-complete the paperwork we completed for the last cycle, except this time our roles were reversed. Page after page, Joey signed the “mother” lines and I signed the “partner” lines. Seriously last time we did the paperwork, there did not seem to be too many lines but this time I felt like “partner” kept assailing me page after page after page after page. The pages seemed to say
- “Sign here that you are utterly infertile.”
- “Initial here that you can’t have babies.”
- “Date here, you barren thing.”
All in all though, we had a good time. I got to have a consolation Starbucks as the non-bio mom and I didn’t have to take my pants off. Frankly, avoiding having random medical objects shoved in my hoo-haw did not suck. Yin and Yang, right?
By the way, I cannot say enough nice things about all the support I have received through this transition from hopeful carrier mom to hopeful other mother. Your support has been more healing that I have words to express. And the wise Merideth suggested an on-going goal, self re-creation series. I love that idea… now to just figure out some firm goals. And yes when I feel smokin hot in my gothy fishnets. I will definetely post photos.