Now You Tell Me

I had lunch with a friend today. She is pregnant with her second (at 40) after struggling to have her first (her son just turned 1). I don't begrudge her her success, and I wasn't upset or angry to hear that she was pregnant again right around the time when I was hanging up my stirrups. She said something to me today that made me feel justified, vindicated, righteous...I'm not sure what the right word is. She told me she would have given up a long time ago if she were me. If she hadn't gotten pregnant for the first time when she did, she was about to call the whole thing off (c'mon, everybody sing along).

I want to thank her for saying that its OK to stop. For the most part, people want me to keep trying, not to give up, believe in miracles, blah blah blah. Not everyone, mind you, but even people who should know better are saying stupid things. I recognize that at times like this its difficult for anyone to figure out what they can say that won't sound stupid, or aggravating, or holier-than-thou, I don't want to sound ungrateful. But...some are applauding our upcoming vacation plans as the Secret Weapon we've been missing to get those eggs and sperm to come together. To be honest, if I get pregnant now, easily, without medical assistance, after all that we've been through, I am going to be royally pissed.