Coping with a negative pregnancy test, or a “monthly visit” is one of the trickiest parts of trying to conceive. Originally, I was in “treat yo self” mode when it came to starting another cycle.
My BFNs were complemented with empty-uterus wine, flat-stomach jeans, and no-baby surgery (okay, this one is a stretch, but I did finally get my nose cauterised after Month 4 – had to stop the bleeding from somewhere, amiright?!) I should probably apologize for that last joke, but I just couldn’t help myself! Basically, instead of eating my feelings – I was drinking them, or buying them new booties. This was all my attempt to have something to look forward to if I was facing another negative – at least my pant size is going to stay the same! When we all really know that we’d trade all the margaritas and skinny jeans in the world to be pregnant (just don’t take away my carbs)! There are plenty of other ways to cope with the loss of another month though, and there’s one that particularly caught my interest.
One woman mentioned that for every month that she’s not pregnant, she buys a new item for her unconceived baby. That way, when she does get pregnant and eventually give birth, she’ll have all these adorable little gifts to give them. She feeds her hope. Doesn’t that seem healthier than having vices fill your void? The idea of buying something baby-related with each negative does sound sweet, until you think about the possibility of devoting an entire linen closet to items for an imaginary baby. A few months ago I read a book that centered around a woman who lived in Chicago (okay…) and wasn’t able to have anymore children (yikes…) so she kept a box of baby clothes for the child she would never have (hmm…) which eventually drove her to kidnap someone else’s baby to raise as her own (a decent plan, but even from where I’m sitting I can see some flaws in it). I’m not saying that’ll be my future if I start hoarding wubbanubs (trust me, we want our own baby free and clear), I’m just trying to point out that, for my own sanity, this might not be the best route for me. Plus, there’s the fact that styles change and maybe I’ll find an even cuter headband for a newborn girl once we’re actually, possibly, pregnant.
My own question has been answered by myself, but it’s not the answer I want. I wish I could be that woman who was able to find positivity at the end of each month and feel hopeful with the accumulation of impossibly small socks – instead, I find comfort in new clothes and boozy dinners and manicures. Not sure what that says about me. Selfish, perhaps? I just can’t crush the thought that each onesie bought would continue to fill up my jinx jar (still regretting making that last spontaneous onesie purchase during my TWW months ago). My husband had the same thought when I pitched this idea to him over dinner – I’m slowly bringing him over to the dark side! Sure, there’s always the option to regift the items to family or donate them if we aren’t able to conceive, but that would still mean I’d have to face an extremely difficult situation of not only giving up, but giving up my box (or tub) of remaining hope. Clearly I’m getting ahead of myself, but I didn’t get this far in life by just taking things one day at a time!
Curious to hear other BFN coping mechanisms out there (for research purposes, of course – I know I still have FIVE weeks to go). I think for now, the only place that I’ll be storing my baby-ware is on Pinterest.