Sticks and Stone..but Words do Harm

On the way to work this morning, I was sitting alone in my little car, stuck in traffic and so, my mind started to work overtime again.

I am amazed at the comments/opinions/advice people like to give you. They talk without thinking, and wonder why we burst into tears.

Being an Infertile, no wait, being a Wanna be Mom, is painful. The things we put our body through, the thoughts that run through our minds constantly and the tears we cry....

In less than one week, three people have felt the need to give me an opinion. I do know that these people do not mean me harm...but guess what, words do harm

The first is my Uncle. On Saturday, at my cousins farewell, I was telling them about all my procedures and problems. They are nurses..so they understand the whole journey. My uncle was not listening properly and piped up "Well then use a surrogate". My poor B turned red in the face and said "Well that was just such an insensitive comment".....I could just see my sweet little uncle squirming under my Bs' glare. Needless to say, my uncle apologised immediately...and slunk away to get another glass of wine

The next was a SMS from my Darling Sister-in-Law. It read "Hiya. Want u 2 know im thinking of you lots. Just a suggestion, Surrogate Mom with yrs & Bs egg and sperm...love u". My Darling Sister-in-law is similar in age to me and has just had a Hysterectomy. She was very concerned when I told her what was wrong with me because two of her friends had the same problem and landed up having a Hysterectomy.

The final comment was from my brave Financial Director. Yesterday, he says, well maybe you should consider adoption.

Infertility is not something that just happens, you deal with it and move on. It is a process of mourning, grieving, celebration all wrapped up in a "small" little word. No matter how long it takes, it does not get easier.

So thumbs up to infertiles..I think we are stronger individually than a room full of fertiles

XXX