Because I’m too old.
“She’s been trying for 12 months. And nothing. So she had to get hormone injections just to get things happening down there, and still not pregnant.”
These are the kind of stories I’m being overexposed to. I understand that it might be my age, but every conversation I have with another female human being heads towards that dark, scary word – infertility.
I am no stranger to pregnancy questions. I’ve been dodging them for the past 3 years (started the day after I said “I do” to my husband).
But in the last year, it is no longer a matter of when, but, if you don’t get preggers today, you N-E-V-E-R will.
And to be honest, I’m feeling the pressure. And I’m not the only one.
At a recent catch up with my girlfriends, I found out I was the only one on birth control. And let me just clarify, not one of my friends wants to get pregnant. Now, they all had their reasons for ditching the pill, but there was one truthful, no BS reason – the fear that prolonged used of the pill makes you infertile.
Now, I am no doctor, but throughout my 15 years on the pill, I’ve asked many a doctor that question – is my Uterus’s body guard doing me harm – and they’ve all said no. Or that there isn’t enough research to substantiate the claims.
But still, for my friends the possibility that the pill could make you maybe-possibly-infertile was a better reason to stop taking it than the fear that you will-very-definitely-get-pregnant without your bodyguard.
Now before I go on, I need to say this. Infertility is a very real painful truth for some (1 in 6 in Australia). I know friends who've tried for months that turn into years to get pregnant. I know friends who've had to say goodbye to the dream of ever having children. I know friends and family who are far too familiar with the process of becoming fertile through medical intervention. And for them, my heart breaks.