Girls' Night Out...
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|Sun, 03-22-2009 - 10:20pm|
Sorry if this post gets a little long, but I really feel the need to vent!
So, last night I went to meet with a bunch of women I have known since high school-- some even longer. There were about seven or eight of us there, and most of us have seen each other within the last six months or so, but it has been longer for some. Anyway, so I get there first and everything seems like it is going to be a lot of fun... and then the baby parade arrives!
Out of the next four girls that arrive, one is six months pregnant, one is 13weeks, one has her three month old with her, and the other one has a ton of baby stuff for the two pregnant girls. Now, I knew that these girls were pregnant, but I guess I didn't realize that babies would literally dominate the entire conversation all night. I really didn't mind talking with them about it, and I even tried to interject funny stories about my nephew in order to be part of the conversation. But, I feel like my emotions are so fragile right now that as soon as someone asked when we were gonna have kids my eyes filled up with tears and I went into the bathroom. So much for playing it cool...
Well, you really can't start crying in a group of girls without having a billion questions. so, I decided what the hell and told them all about it... leaving out the part about DH's low motility. (He's asked me not to mention that to our friends... makes him feel like "less of a man.") They were supportive, which was fine, but then they got going with the suggestions. "Oh sweety, you're just too stressed out." Arrrrgh! "Have you tried the ovulation prediction things? I think it took us so long because we didn't have the timing right." I think the look I gave this girl was priceless... (Another girl told me she'd look the other way if I wanted to backhand her!) It took her TWO freaking months! WTH?!?! I mean, really, it's as if I never knew we should be timing our BDing. Wow, now everything will be great. The whole night just turned into them giving me tons of suggestions... The wine was the only thing that kept me going!
Anyway, I'm just so irritated. I know they meant well, but it is really frustrating. AND, I'm mad at myself for not being able to control my emotions better. I think it was just the mix of having a newborn there, two pregnant girls, the cute little clothes, and the endless baby talk that just threw me over the edge. Lately I just seem to be tearing up every time I think about it! I don't think I'll be going back to one of these all girl events until I get my BFP!