I always get incredibly emotional in the spring around Mother’s Day and Father’s Day. For so many years, as my husband and I battled infertility, those holidays would bring us more sadness than joy. It seemed like couples around us were easily getting pregnant as we became more deeply entrenched in fertility treatments. Life was so uncertain. I didn’t know if being parents would be in our future. This is my insight on parenting with endometriosis.
Being diagnosed with endometriosis
I vividly remember my first diagnostic laparoscopic surgery for endometriosis. I was terrified that something would happen to me, leaving my husband all alone in the world. Or that the doctor would not find endometriosis but would instead tell me that the pain and the suffering that I had been experiencing all these years were in my head. I was terrified that even after surgery I would still not be able to get pregnant and the surgery would be all for nothing.
Later that day, after I had recovered from my surgery, the hospital aide pushed my wheelchair through the halls toward the exit as my husband walked beside me. Trying to make conversation, the aide asked:
“Oh, do you have any kids at home?”
The question stung and tears started rolling down my eyes.
“No,” I replied sadly.
“Well, that’s good” she said, “they would be jumping all over you and hugging you. At least you can go home and rest.”
I remember thinking that I would give anything for that problem!
Lucky to have my daughter
I was so lucky to be able to eventually get pregnant after my surgery, through the help of fertility treatments. But, in the last six years since my daughter was born, I have endured four miscarriages, countless more fertility treatments, a laparoscopic cholecystectomy, and after years of suffering, finally two excision surgeries with Dr. Seckin that have brought back my quality of life.
Dr. Seckin and his team of surgeons removed endometriosis from my entire pelvic area including my colon, rectum, bladder, and ureters. During my last excision surgery this past fall, Dr. Seckin even removed endometriosis-related scar tissue from my diaphragm.
Even when my family building attempts were long over, (I was never able to get pregnant again due to a genetic defect with my eggs) the challenges of living with endometriosis while raising a child lingered on, proving that endometriosis is not just a reproductive health issue, but a quality-of-life issue. Often left unspoken are the challenges of parenting while suffering from a debilitating, chronic illness like endometriosis.
Challenges of parenting with endometriosis
Parenting with endometriosis can be incredibly difficult and at times heartbreaking. Like other babies of endometriosis patients, my daughter was born six weeks premature via C-section. Every day she spent in the NICU, I blamed my body for failing her.
The physical challenges of parenting with endometriosis
Since my daughter was born, I have endured three surgeries. Before each surgery, just as the anesthesia was about to take me away, I thought of my daughter and pleaded with the universe to allow me to wake up and be able to be capable to parent her. When she was smaller, it was very hard for her to understand why I couldn’t pick her up, play with her and be with her as I struggled to recover. I remember how my husband and I prematurely put her in a toddler bed right before my first excision surgery, in order to make life easier for me post-op. I thankfully had supportive family and friends who helped my husband and me take care of our daughter in this time of need. My heart goes out to all of those moms who are not so fortunate.
Before my excision surgeries with Dr. Seckin, my periods were so horrendous that I couldn’t take care of my daughter on day 1 or 2 of my cycle. I would wake up in excruciating pain, swollen beyond belief and bleeding heavily, and I would have to scramble to find help for the day. I would beg my husband to work from home or ask my parents if they could help out. Once, my sister-in-law called to invite my daughter to my nephew’s birthday party. I was embarrassed as I told her I couldn’t leave the house because I was in so much pain due to my period. Leaving the house seemed like an impossible task.
The emotional challenges of parenting with endometriosis
Infertility and endometriosis have made me more hesitant to make new friends and agree to events or playdates. It was so hard to explain to other people what my husband and I were going through. I isolated myself and in turn isolated my daughter. For much of her life, I feel like my husband and I have been in crisis, all due to my health issues. I worry about how that has impacted her.
It is hard to try not to focus on all of the things my endometriosis has deprived my daughter of. Since my excision surgeries with Dr. Seckin, I have had a great quality of life. I no longer need help during my period. My issues of leg and back pain, diarrhea, and frequent urination have improved greatly. But I still battle endometriosis.
I am not the most active mom. You will never see me hiking or bike riding with my daughter. I get anxious going for long walks without a bathroom nearby. My daughter asked me the other day:
“Mom, why are you always so tired?”
Although I have been told that my daughter has more energy than most kids, I feel bad that I constantly struggle to give her the energy she needs. Oh, and the hormonally induced mood swings! I have resorted to marking on the calendar the days in my cycle when I am super impatient and grumpy. I always make sure to explain to my daughter:
“Mommy’s feeling really grumpy today. I am sorry if I lose my patience with you.”
Or lately, I have said:
“Mommy’s super tired today.”
Things I worry about
My daughter also gets frustrated with my “endobrain” and my tendencies to be forgetful or distant at times.
There are greater, more profound things that weigh on my mind. I have not been able to give my daughter a sibling, something that causes my husband and me great sadness. I also worry about passing on endometriosis to my daughter. This disease is something my mother and my aunts have struggled with. The fact that one day my daughter might have to battle this horrendous disease is unthinkable to me.
These heavy burdens I carry in my heart are completely out of my control. Moms can be really good at feeling guilty and are notoriously hard on themselves. I am no exception. I often wonder what my life would be like without the burden of endometriosis. What does it feel like to not be fighting against your body all the time? What would I be able to accomplish if the veil of fatigue were lifted? How much more could I give of myself to my daughter if I weren’t battling this disease?
At the end of the day, my overwhelming gratitude overrides my guilt. I know I am so lucky to have my daughter. I try to think of the positives that have come from this disease. Meeting and working with other incredible patients on a daily basis, who struggle as I struggle, is one of those positive things.
This disease has also given me a perspective on life that I think others may not have. I know I am doing my best, and that has to be good enough. My shortcomings do not define me, but they do make me stronger. Because I struggle, I have more compassion for others who are struggling. If I can impart this wisdom to my daughter, I know it will help her in the future to face whatever may come her way.