Life Without Baby

Filling the silence in the motherhood discussion

Whiny Wednesday: No Running Away January 12, 2011

Filed under: Infertility and Loss,Whiny Wednesdays — Life Without Baby @ 6:00 am
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In Time to Lose My “Baby” Fat recently, I mentioned my campaign to get back in shape. As of Monday, I am in training to participate (note I didn’t say “compete”) in a local sprint triathlon. As my bike is in need of repair, I decided I’d look for a spin class until it’s fixed. I Googled my hometown and “Cycle class” and, lo and behold, up popped the fertility clinic where I spent so many fun hours. Apparently “cycle” is a key word there.

Sometimes it seems that you can run (or bike or swim) but you just can’t hide.

It’s Whiny Wednesday. Bring it on, ladies.

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10 Responses to “Whiny Wednesday: No Running Away”

  1. Sue Says:

    Ok this might be a long winded rant but here it goes.

    #1 I’m sick – I have a terrible cold. Therefore, I didn’t get any sleep last night and I am tired.
    #2 I just received a baby shower invitation in the mail for friends we haven’t seen in a while and didn’t even know they were expecting their THIRD. It’s a “bring the whole family” themed party and I cringe at the thought of going because I know we’ll be the only childless couple there and the small talk and chit chat with other guests will of course include the questions “do we have kids, want them, etc.” I know we don’t have to go, but we were out of town for their last party and I feel obligated to go. I’ll probably opt out.
    #3 I blistered the roof of my mouth yesterday trying to eat too quickly on my lunch break. It hurts.
    #4 I have a temporary crown in. It hurts. At least with the cold and the blisterd palate, I don’t care to eat.
    #5 I am at work when I should have stayed in bed (for all of the above reasons) and am obviously grumpy.
    Thanks for the opportunity to whine….it always helps 🙂

  2. Laura Nye Says:

    I’m so glad Whiny Wednesday is here! Yesterday I had an experience I wanted to whine about. My first cousin who I am pretty close to called to shoot the breeze. She moved to The Netherlands over ten years ago and now has a cute little Dutch family. She was updating me on the cute things her kids say and do with their cute little Dutch accents. She has been very sensitive and respectful of my situation, but she just wanted to share stories about her kids. I can’t fault her for that, but it left me feeling deflated. I felt like I didn’t have anything nearly as important to share with her. I told her about my current kitchen remodeling project and about my job but despite how cool those things are, they seemed to pale in comparision. (sigh) Hopefully this feeling will fade as time goes on.

  3. Christy Says:

    I having trouble focusing today because my mind keeps wandering to last night’s wretched dream that lasted forever and ever — the kind that wakes you and then won’t release you, as you return to it the moment you fall back asleep. In a large classroom packed with people, I was the only one who could not solve (any of) about 20 word problems (math in paragraph form) on my surprise test. I was having reading comprehension issues in addition to the overwhelming math anxiety (from which I suffer in real life too). I didn’t understand the words within the problems. I couldn’t even get to the math part. I was being taunted and bullied by the other students as well as the teacher. I don’t know if it qualifies as a nightmare, but it sure wasn’t fun.

    Also, I’ve got considerable energy wrapped up in frustration over my husband being convinced that conception is still possible. I’m convinced it probably never was and that we need some resolution, if not actual closure. (I’m getting acclimated, however devastatingly, to Life Without Baby. He doesn’t think I belong here.)

    And my elbow hurts.

  4. Diana Says:

    Hi! I’m pissed off right now about how difficult it seems to be to convince parents that being childless isn’t something to look down upon. Sort of like what Laura indicated, it doesn’t really seem to matter what you say in comparison to how wonderful someone’s kids are, you always seem to get the feeling that they think their life is superior and they feel sorry for you for not experiencing such a wonderful thing as having children.

    I am also completely sick of Facebook for so many things yet I don’t want to leave it because I really want to keep in touch with some people. But, when you read a post about how someone carried a baby in their body, nursed it, etc, etc. and if you are a proud mom, copy and paste this to your wall, then you sorta wanna hurt someone 😦 Why does that automatically make me feel like my life is worthless even though I know it isn’t? And, why does it make me actually care about what others think?

    • Laura Nye Says:

      Diana, I hear you, sister! I’m still trying to carve out a life that makes me feel as worthwhile as if I had children. I don’t belong to FB but I was wondering if joining might be a way I could feel more connected to other childless-not-by-choicers. I never considered that it could make me feel more isolated (as in your example?). My sister-in-law has a group of friends she calls her “mom friends” and I very much want my own group of “non-mom friends” and thought FB might lead me to that group. Now that I’ve found this site, I may not need FB. 🙂

  5. Laura Nye Says:

    Lisa, I forgot to mention…awesome that you’re in training!

  6. Mali Says:

    Wow, I can relate to so many of these problems.
    It’s not Wednesday anymore, but if I’d seen this on Wednesday, I would have whined that my holiday was over, I’m home, and there’s so much to do I just want to curl up on the couch and hide.


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