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Parent vs. Parent: "Hyper" fertility

Categories: Pregnancy & Birth, Medical Conditions

I can't help it. I look at my husband sideways and I get pregnant. It's something I don't talk about often, because in the of the world of reproduction today, this is not the case for most people I know.

I don't know the disappointment of trying for months and having nothing happen. I have read about this plenty on blogs, held the hands of friends as they looked confused, perplexed and sad, but this is not my story.

What so many people don't understand is that "hyper" fertility has its adversities too. (Though nowhere near as significant as infertility I'm sure.) I have never menstruated for less than 7 days, except when on the pill. While most new moms I knew were enjoying the period-free benefits of breastfeeding, I never experienced even a month without a visit from Aunt Flo. When I ovulate I always know it, because I experience pain and anxiety attacks. I am hormonal to the extreme. (Just ask my husband!)

My first pregnancy was unplanned. Even though the nuns in Catholic school always told me it only takes one time, I didn't think that held true any longer. I certainly didn't know anyone who go pregnant on the first go. I definitely didn't know anyone who was getting drunk with her husband in her late 20s and ending up nauseous and nervous a month later. I was the first in my circle of friends to get pregnant and everyone watched me with interest and awe.

At my six-week post-partum ultrasound, I was told that my ovaries were full of eggs and if I wasn't careful, I'd be getting pregnant again in a hurry. We used protection religiously, but we never thought about the what ifs.

When Nate was four-months-old, a condom broke and I got pregnant again. If we weren't financially prepared for the first child (my husband was "underemployed" and I was our primary source of income,) we most definitely weren't ready to have another child while I was still on maternity leave. Irish twins jokes were tossed around, as was the idea of getting a house with my sister. But I was scared and heartbroken, instead of being overjoyed at the news.

The blighted ovum was spontaneously aborted and it was a bittersweet relief I felt. Bittersweet because I knew that if I was someone who experienced infertility, I would be grieving at the loss.

I am not smug about my reproductive blessings. I just wish I could discuss my experiences openly, without fearing that I might be "rubbing it in" for someone I care about, whose experience is on the other end of the scale.

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