When people hear that I have had five miscarriages, they just don't know what to say. Which is okay. I'd almost rather that they not say anything, instead of saying some of the really lousy crap that I have heard before. These are some of the winners that I have heard so far - oh, and by the way, the comments I have added afterward are not things that I actually said. I usually muttered something like, "Um, yes," or something equally brilliant.
"Don't worry, you can always get pregnant again." Yeah, but then I will probably miscarry that baby, too.
"Well, at least you can get pregnant." And then go through the joy of miscarrying, I just love that blessing.
"It was God's will." Well, then why is it God's will that crack whores get knocked up and don't miscarry? Why is it God's will that a 16 year old can get pregnant and then tosses her baby in a dumpster? I know that I shouldn't second guess the Big Guy, but sometimes, God's will really bites.
"There was probably something wrong with the baby." And are you perfect?
"At least you weren't in your second (or third) trimester." You're right, that would suck. But this sucks, too.
"Aren't you over this yet?" I don't even have a witty response to that on cyberspace.
Yes, I hear a lot of crap. I also hate it when people who have kids complain about them as a way to make me feel better. They tell me how tied down they are, how they never get to do anything fun anymore, how I should appreciate this time in my life. They might be right, but it's pretty hard to enjoy what's been going on these past months. It has been one heck of a rollercoaster.