We were walking through the hospital and P pointed out that a particular nurse was kind of staring at me oddly. Naturally, I wondered why.
According to P, I had no big booger, TP on my shoe, tags sticking out, or giant spots of food on my shirt, so I really don't know why the odd stare.
Sometimes, just walking through the grocery store or something, I think that there must be an infertile person who is hurt by seeing me pregnant. It is on those days that I wish I had a sign that read, "it took four years! and a relaxing vacation never helped!" but then I realize that it wouldn't matter. Four years, four months, whatever, I still have something that someone else doesn't have, can't have, and I know how that feels. I wish I could make it better. I wish everyone was this lucky. I wish...
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Obviously the lessons never leave us. How sweet of you to think of the feelings of those not yet with you on the "other side" while you're experiencing all the wonderful things you (and all of us) deserve. Thank you, on behalf of All Of Us Still Waiting, Hoping, Dealing ;-)
You are making it better.
I'm afraid that I'm starting to lose those memories. I guess it's the excitement and anticipateion of what feels like it's getting so close (only 6 or so weeks left). I'll still tell my story, though, when I get the sense that something may be going on with someone.
It's good that you're still remembering and noticing.
Thanks for thinking of those of us who still aren't "there" yet.
do you know about the pomegranate bracelets? designed just for that purpose, sort of a secret handshake between infertiles. you can read about it here:
http://stirrup-queens.blogspot.com/2006/09/history-of-infertilitys-common-thread.html
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