Happy Birthday, Mom...
...and thanks for the assvice, as usual. As I've mentioned before, my mother and I don't have much of a relationship. We send a couple of cards and make a couple of phone calls per year. Yesterday was one of those days, her birthday. I didn't even tell her about our infertility struggles until about 6 months ago, as we were entering the final stretch. She seemed surprised, both that I hadn't told her before (wonder why?) and that I had a problem at all, since she always had "the opposite problem, I got pregnant at the drop of a hat". We both know that's not true, but its useless to argue with someone who is a pathological liar. And I mean that in the clinical sense. Yesterday I had to hear the story of a friend of hers who assumed she was infertile and got pregnant at 40 just out of the blue. Yes Mom, I know the story. I tried to explain to her that my test results and other factors pointed to the reality that I'm probably not going to have a baby, and although its possible, its not probable. She proceeded to tell me, with great authority, that women who are entering "pre-menopause" (Mom, its called peri-menopause, and I'm not there yet) sometimes "drop an extra egg". Oy.
I know I needed to look at a pretty picture today, I thought you might like to see one too.
Sundial in lavender - Surrey, UK
posted by Donna @ 12:00 PM
6 Comments:
Wow, thanks Mom.
"Drop" an egg? I'm picturing you running around with a big basket of colored easter eggs, hiding them here and there.
Ha, Molly, I was thinking the exact same thing.
Oy is right.
And that is a GORGEOUS picture.
Are we related?
The two times I was able to actually get pregnant, my mom exclaimed "Oh Shit!" both times. Gee, thanks for the support mom. And, after I had told her what the dr had said about are chances of conceiving, she had the audacity to ask me why I was so depressed. I let that one simmer for a bit and then exploded on her. Needless to say, I don't discuss anything of a personal nature with her anymore - its just not worth it. I love her, but damn, she can be such a bitch about ANYTHING that is in some way personal - feels she needs to put her two jabs, er, cents in.
I saw your earlier post and I wanted to say, I've been looking for blogs out there as well about ladies in our situations. Haven't found any yet either, but when I do, I'll let you know. Chris and I are still kicking around the idea of donor eggs, but DAMN! is that expensive. Just don't know if I want to go there yet or if I ever will. Trying to take it one day at time, but you know how that is....there's always some fertile wench in the office announcing her pregnancy.
Beautiful picture - I just love lavender.
Suzanne
Donna...I think it is quite possible that our mothers are cut out of the same cloth. They never know how to just say "oh, I'm sorry to hear that," and then keep their mouth shut. They are full of bad advice, inappropriate comments, and sometimes just plain mean.
Nevermind, when I first told my mom I was going to see a specialist so I could try to get pregnant she thought that was the stupidest thing she had ever heard...why don't you just have sex like other people? Duhhhhhh....
BTW...could you 'drop' an egg my way, please?!
Love the picture, but glad I can't smell it. hehehehe
I am sorry about your mom. But, yeah, dropping an egg..that's quite the visual.
((HUGS))
Yes, moms are great, aren't they? The last time I decided to open to my mother, I told her about starting to TTC 2 years ago and that I thought 38 was a perfect age to have a child. She responds - "well, I don't know about that." This is coming from a woman whose own mother was 48 when she was born! Two days after loss #4, I told her that as much as I love my pets, I didn't think they would be enough. She says, "well, someday they may have to be". They just don't get how hurtful their "well -intentioned" comments can be, do they?!!
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