I fell in love yesterday. It was instant love, the kind that is so rare and yet so amazing. That kind of love that just speaks to your heart and makes you so happy inside. It really is all ICLW's fault so thanks for that ICLW. I found this blog The Infertile Mind and I was done for! ::sigh:: It's amazing.
I had been thinking about a future blog post about IF obsession when I found her blog. It really hit the nail on the head for me. I've been thinking about this a lot lately and in my 22 months of TTC, I've come to realize just how uncomfortable people are with IF. I don't just mean IF people, I mean fertile people. People who think about getting pregnant and BAM, they are, just like that! Those people really get squeamish around IF. They don't like to talk about it, hear about it, be around it or anything.
One of my SIL's is one of these people, never fails to ask me how I am but when I start talking about our latest plan of IF attack, she quickly changes the subject to the most random thing possible. The latest example? She abruptly started talking about the small town they currently live in after she asked me about IVF. Um, ok, change the subject then!
My BFF is also one of these people. Only she never asks me about IF and when I bring it up, she nods along for a few minutes before bringing up her cousin-in-law's battle with IF and how she never felt the way I do about IF and oh, did I catch the latest episode of Real Housewives? Not only does she not want to hear about my IF, she edges in a little slam against me too. Ain't she a peach?
Even my Mom is guilty of this, she gets very uncomfortable when I talk about anything IF related. So does my MIL, but she is a whole other blog post in herself, stupid witch. Anyway, I've come to realize that people don't like how open I am about our IF. Bad enough that I'm IF but I like to talk about it too! GASP!
Yeah, maybe I am borderline obsessed with IF and maybe I talk about it too much but do I complain about people yapping on and on about their kids? Or their jobs? Or their anything? Nope, I pretend to listen while thinking about our next doctor appointment, like any good friend/sister-in-law/daughter. They should take a page out of my book!