Talking about people being insensitive really gets to me. The thing is, even if we're really close to them and love them with all our hearts, it still hurts because they don't know the best way to respond and end up saying all the wrong things. And if they aren't our favorite person, it's just another reason to dislike them.
The fact that we're all here talking about it, I guess it just means that we have accepted the fact that other people don't understand what we're going through. We keep it to ourselves, wait until we're all alone, and have a cry over it. I wish I were assertive enough to say to someone, "maybe we could talk about something else?" I was at my in-laws tonight for a short time and BIL and his girlfriend were talking to me about whether we're trying to have more kids. I consider my boys lucky because they have family that lives so close and love them so much. I think they ask because they're interested, and maybe it's fun for them to turn on the pressure. I don't think they do it to be hurtful AT ALL, but it stings. I want to be able to tell them that we have another one on the way, but I don't know when that will happen and the waiting is starting to get to me. Every cycle, I tell myself, I don't know what I will do if it doesn't happen this time. I don't even want to think about that possibility. That is why I try to hide from other people during this time. It's probably not the healthiest way of dealing with things, but at least I don't have to pretend like I'm OK when people start talking about miscarriages and having more babies.