So we kind of came out to my mom about our difficulties. You have to know my mom to understand how this went. Even though my mom had multiple miscarriages at various stages of pregnancy she is pretty simple and uninformed about the options out there. She told me to just relax once... she's talking about adopting twins from an illegal immigrant she knows... things like that. I know she means well. I also know I have to remind her about the unhelpfullness of these things frequently. So I came out sort of. I told her we had had another loss and that we were going to a specialist. My mom said that we shouldn't be trying so hard. Yes, I hit myself in the forehead and looked at her and said... that wasn't very helpful mom... and truthfully it hasn't taken us much effort to become pregnant in the first place. In all seriousness I needed to let her know what was going on.
Now... here's the real question... do we let Hubs parents in on this or not? I've joked about telling them... My best way of coping is morbid humor. Seriously I find it hillarious. My husband not always... he thinks I'm going to give his dad a heart attack. I want them to know so that I don't feel as if we're keeping this HUGE secret from them. On the other hand I don't want to be asked about it either.
On a weird note I got floated to another floor the other night at work and a 94 year old man asked me if I was a mom. I told him to 3 lovely dogs. He chuckled then told me I would be a fantastic mom. I said from your lips to God's ears and that it would happen in God's time. He smiled, patted my hand and said I hope it happens sooner rather than later. I told him that I appreciated that. Weird the conversations you get into with patients that are actually alert. Shocking even.
So who knows what I'll do this afternoon at dinner with the in laws... depends on my mood...
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