The Monster
So my colleagues have done it again, and raised the insane green monster of jealousy, envy, and frustration within me.
I should probably start getting used to it, but it still doesn't make it any easier.One of my colleagues congratulated my boss on the fact that his wife is now at 7 months, due in September. And he said yeah, XYZ (my other coworker)'s wife is also expecting.
And then they went on to joke about how "oh, there must be something in your team's water." I felt my chest suddenly tighten, as they went on and teased me and another assistant that were right there, "Don't you go getting any ideas, now!" The other assistant laughed and was like, "Oh, hell no - not me, not now." I couldn't say anything. My eyes were starting to burn, my throat was dry - I couldn't even bring myself to look up and attempt to crack a smile. The group dispersed and went back to their own offices to continue working - meanwhile, I was trying so hard to fight the tears welling up in my eyes. I was trying to take deep breaths, calm myself down - nothing was helping - so I slipped quietly into the ladies room for a couple minutes and just let go. It wasn't anything major - just letting go of the tears that had broke through the surface. I wasn't in the bathroom for more than maybe 2 - 3 minutes tops. So it's not like I had a sobfest or anything. Just had to get the momentary frustration out of my system.
It just bugs me. I know it's not their fault. They don't know what's going on with me - how could they? I haven't told them. I mean, a few years ago I wouldn't been joining in the conversation, but it's just that things have changed now. The appointment with my doctor on Saturday just made it that much more real for me. All the tests and appointments. The doctor actually said that it's often during this testing phase that conception will actually happen. *fingers crossed* I hope so.
But you don't have to tell me - I know I'm a wuss. There are people that have tried longer and harder than us to have children. One year is NOTHING. My brother and his wife struggled for nearly 7 years to have a baby. SEVEN! Can you believe it? And here I am moping and whining about ONE. *sigh* I mean, I really do try and be strong, and try and be positive, but every once awhile things like this just happen that send me over the edge. I just have to climb back up and start moving forward again...
