Dear former coworker,
I don't need your fake Facebook congratulations, and especially if you're going to follow it up with snide comments behind my back. We all know you only posted that to make yourself look good, but what you said afterwards definitely undid that. Here's what you never understood: while you were calling yourself a "good Christian," you were also judging me for a pain you didn't and never could understand. See, infertility is more painful than I think your cold, tiny heart has the ability to feel. So when you complained constantly about the morning sickness from your 2 accidental pregnancies, a little piece of me died every time you posted it on Facebook or moaned and groaned about it in the hall. Because you were complaining about something I would have given anything for. And now that it's my turn, you should note that I've yet to complain once. Why? Because I wanted this so badly, and I could never take for granted how blessed I am to finally get this chance. So go ahead and make your snide, passive aggressive comments... But if you feel the need to do that, don't bother with publicly congratulating me... Because, seriously, I don't want someone so bitter and hateful to say anything. If you can't be happy for me, then just shut up and don't say anything. K? Thanks.
Dear current, psycho coworker,
No, your advice to "just relax and stop trying so hard" wasn't right. We had a medical reason it was so incredibly difficult, and we had a less than 1% chance it would ever happen... So "relaxing" wasn't the answer. For your information, we had just made an appointment to make arrangements for IVF, which we knew we couldn't afford so I was MORE stressed than I'd ever been before. This baby is nothing short of a miracle, so how about you stop trying to pretend your crummy advice had any hand in me getting pregnant. How about you admit that it's a statistical anomaly, if you can't admit that miracles happen. But for the love of all that is good and right in this world, how about you never again be dumb enough as to believe that I followed your advice and it helped. Frankly, your advice was the least helpful and one of the most offensive things that you could have possibly said. Had you not been a coworker and not said it at work, I would have probably called you on it at the time.
I absolutely positively HATE this advice, and I got it from every angle. My mother, co-workers etc. The only people that understand that you don't stop trying are you and your doctors.
And just like you, I was booked in for IVF and also fell with this little miracle. And my god were we "trying hard" lol...
Congratulations BTW!