If Celine Dion can do it...

Celine Dion was on the cover of People Magazine last week. In the article she talks about how she and her very old husband are trying to conceive using IVF. She had a baby several years ago, using IVF, on her first try. Last fall she got pregnant, and then lost the baby. She has tried for the last 4 or 5 months in a row to get pregnant and hasn't been able to. She talks in the article about having bruises on her legs and torso from the repeated injections and says they will keep trying until they get pregnant. I cried when I read the article. It is a true testament to how ridiculous this process is when I am relating to Celine Dion. It is an understament to say I'm not a big fan. No, offense to anyone who likes her, but she creeps me out. Also, her elderly husband (who met her when she was a kid) just smacks of dirty old man. Her songs are syrupy and fluffy and she has, what I find to be, an obnoxious accent. What I can relate to is the desperation that drives someone to be bruised from months of injections and still say, "we will try until we succeed". I am finding desperation to be the common denominator in the IVF and infertility world. It's a strange feeling to be desperate for something that you may never have. I have always believed that I could do, be or obtain anything I wanted. With hard work, support and much determination, I have found that to be mostly true. Now, though, I want a baby more than I've ever wanted any degree, job, relationship, house or car and there isn't enough hard work and determination in the world to make it happen if it's not meant to be. That fucking sucks.