Thursday, May 26, 2011

The Things I Can't Say...

More and more often I find myself wanting to respond to a comment I over hear or in conversations with co-workers...but honestly I would alienate those I like and offend perfect strangers. Instead of keeping it bottled up in my head I will post them here.

"You think the weather is depressing?!? Imagine how depressing it is to have two dead babies."

"I did not have a babies were born prematurelyand died as a result. HUGE difference!!!"

" are asking you friend to be a surrogate because you hate being pregnant and how your body looks afterwards?!? If you were infertile you wouldn't find this would be reality you vain piece of sh*t."

After over hearing a conversation about a baby arriving before or after a due date in October..."it would be great if your baby arrives at all."

During conversation with preggo co-worker..."I remember when I craved milk when I was pregnant."

There are a few more that I have already forgotten. The last comment was one that I really wanted to say, but I have discovered I make people really uncomfortable when I mention my pregnancy so now I just stay quiet.


  1. I hate it when I hear people complaining about pregnancy now, or really anything unimportant. If they only knew how bad things could be. I would just love to interrupt people and tell them what I really think sometimes. Thinking of you

  2. I couldn't agree more!!! Especially the miscarriage comment, I have to explain that to people all the time. That my baby was born, lived and died, very frustrating! It is hard having those conversations in your head and wanting so badly to give them the perspective they so greatly need. Thinking of you & sending love...we're here with you ((hugs))

  3. Oh, the pregnancy complaints are not allowed. I'm totally reading this two months late.

    Your body and how it looks is so irrelevant. There was a girl I know who posted something terrible on her facebook and a friend told me (since I quit fb) she wrote something about not being sure if her new baby body was worth it.

    WORTH IT? I would love to get up in her face and scream at the top of my lungs. And maybe punch her in the face.