It has been a long long while since I've been here, but I need some feedback.
My life has changed so much. I got a different job (my boss tracked me down for the position based on recommendations!), had to move about 80 miles away, etc. However, in general it seemed like everything was settling out and my therapy was going great. I was feeling better than I ever had before.
Then I turned 39, and I had to re-evaluate everything.
You see, I have always felt different from others. Many of the ways that I see the world are unique. And my experiences often feel unique. For example, I am the oldest of 4 children, the youngest being 12 years younger than myself. My mother became mentally ill (paranoid schizophrenia) as a direct consequence of the last pregnancy (not to mention living in an abusive household and being desperately poor), so in most ways, I was left holding the bag. For a few months, my baby sister was sent to live with a relative, but after that, as I always describe, it was like I was a second wife for my parents. My sister shared my room/bed, so I was the one who woke first in the middle of the nights. I changed her diapers, fed her, and was solely responsible for her care any time I wasn't in school (my parents were not allowed phone calls at their jobs). Add to this, two other children (the older of the two is five years younger than me, and it was more of a sibling relationship, but my brother was only 2 when the youngest was born) So, when I left home, I felt like I had already raised children. I was so relieved that I never even thought of having my own until I was in my 30's.
And no one ever understands. I often feel alienated because people think (and say!) I am just a single woman who could never know what it's like to have the responsibility of children (you know, because being an engineer, I'm kind of dumb like that


At 39, I realized that I had better decide. I'm not getting any younger. Now or never. And now seemed good. I was in a perfect position to start a new life. A "normal" life (if anyone with DID can ever have that

So, as you have guessed, I took the plunge. I contacted a fertility clinic and a donor bank (ok, so the relationships part is still a struggle

But WHOA buddy! Everything's gone haywire! I'm losing loads of time. My meds are completely screwed up now (time loss, can't find my meds sometimes, morning-all-day sickness...) And 1 of the others, Meagan (I should clarify that she is telling me that it is spelled Meagain) is going berserk! My T says she thinks it is because of all the focus on my body parts (fertility clinics do A LOT of tests).
Add to that: I pre-discussed with my psychiatrist about the risk of my own risk of my mother's illness, about which I have always been concerned, and he said "if we keep the genie in the bottle, then it will be improbable, but if the genie gets out, it's always difficult to put it back in again." So when Meagain started going crazy, and I started falling out of it, Veronica decided to get an abortion to keep the genie in the bottle. Then Sara tried to stop it by calling my psychiatrist for a way to put them to sleep. My p-doc has never met the others! I'm mortified! I don't ever want to talk to him again. Not to mention that, from what I've been told, since she was stressed, she "sounded like a little kid" though she just turned 12 and is usually mature. And Sara said that the dr's response was that nothing will happen unless I let it because I am stronger than the others! That's sooooo not true. Veronica is the strongest of us, but even she doesn't have complete control. Doesn't he understand at all? Do you?
My T was able to get Meagain somewhat under control, so Veronica did not go through with it (I cried when I found out how close it came!) I am a whirlwind of confusion.
The point, besides just getting it out, is that I would like to know how others may have dealt with their pregnancies? I am so scared.