At work, for example, the only person who knows what is really going on with me is my boss. My manager is also a long time work friend (she was a confidante before she ever became my boss) so it's a relief that I don't have to feel uncomfortable talking to her. If it were anyone else, I'd probably keep the details general... just enough to know why I might be out-of-pocket, or taking a sick day. As far as the other co-workers I talk to on a daily basis, they have no idea.
I also have a hobby on the side which involves a group of ladies I've known for years. Even though they know generally that I've been trying to have another baby, I spare them some of the details. I had committed to taking a girls trip with them in July and I just canceled but haven't told them yet. I didn't want to, but the dates conflict with my upcoming cycle. I am struggling with the right words to tell them I have to pull out.... I know they will understand.... but I am a wee bit uncomfortable thinking about how much I want to share.
I am getting used to infertility invading all of these types of relationships.
Scenarios that totally wreck me are those like one I experienced recently with a Mom I've spoken to for the last 4 years at David's daycare/school. Her daughter is the same age as David, and they've been in the same classes since they were 8 months old. She has since had another child and is working on a third, and she asked me recently if I intended to have any more children.
I get that question A LOT from acquaintances, and god I hate to answer it.
I usually try to change the subject. Or, if I know the person pretty well, my stock comment is.... "well, we've been trying for a long time, no luck yet." At that point the other person usually gives me that sad-sack look of pity and simultaneously runs for the hills (like on Scooby Doo, when they are all running in place).... OR, they say something completely dumb, like
"Oh, it will happen, don't worry" or
"If you don't think about it, it will happen" or
the ever-popular "well, at least you have David."
Worse yet is when people just start spouting tips and hints on getting pregnant.
This scenario has manifested itself often lately, and perhaps I am just being a bit high-strung, but one of these days this may be the comment that flows out of my mouth in response to the dumb comment(s):
"Thank you for your concern, but I am so damn tired of people giving me advice about trying to conceive, cause honestly I've been there done that a million times and it's NOT WORKING. There is no HINT or ASSVICE you could possibly give to me that I haven't heard. Unless you have a CRYSTAL BALL or something and can tell me with absolute surety that all the pain and anguish, money, peesticks, bloodwork, poking, and false hopes will ultimately result in a LIVE BABY instead of a DEAD BABY.... just don't open your mouth. Just don't."aaaah, that felt good. I'll never say it, but at least I got to write it here.