Preface: I’m not upset, really even a little bit. I’m more darkly amused than anything. Sarcastically. Caustically.
Yesterday I wrote about those amazing women in my life. So grateful for those ladies, really.
But some of you may remember the My-Uterus-Isn’t-Broken-Girl (I should really shorten her name.)
Anyway, a few days ago she posted that thing about wanting to be a surrogate because she just “loves being pregnant!” And you know, clearly, her uterus isn’t broken. So she can do that sort of thing. Gag.
Then this morning I get in my car and turn on the radio. I listen to radio in the morning for traffic and the goings on of town, and then my iphone in the afternoon. It’s a routine. I like it. Anyway, the DJ’s were talking about oversharing on FB and the guy DJ said that someone on his FB had apparently posted pictures of their placenta (by the way, I WILL judge you if you do this) and he just felt like that was too much. Agreed. I heard about twenty seconds of them talking before they took a caller. Hear that IFLB’s (infertile lady bloggers)? 20 seconds-probably less honestly, I was hardly down my street when I heard her voice.
So they said “Hey you’re on Blankety Blank Radio Station-have you seen placenta on facebook?”
And she says “No, but I did encapsulate my placenta!”
Male DJ says “Of course you did (sarcastically), did you also bury some of it in your garden”
And she says “No I didn’t rip off a hunk of it and bury it in my garden (thanks for that visual) but you know, pregnancy is just such an amazingly transformative experience that unites ALL women and I think it’s okay to share that.”
Male DJ says “Did you have a water birth or something?”
And she says “No, but I did have an all natural birth in the hospital and I’m proud of that. Giving birth is amazing and it SHOULD be shared”
Lady DJ says “Amen to that! Post about your pregnancy this morning on FB and tag our page in it”
Guys. GUYS. First I’ll acknowledge that Male DJ was sort of a jerk (although I loved him for being a jerk to someone I don’t like). Whatever things you want to do when you give birth are fine with me. As long as it’s not hurting anyone, go for it. That being said, there ARE some things I don’t want to see on FB, infertile or not. But seriously? Transformative experience for ALL women? Really? ALL of us? Can I punch her in the face now?
The only reason I’m probably not upset is that he DID make fun of her. And she sort of looked like a crazy person. I mean, she really did some across that way. Her views may not be crazy (again, personal choices), but I feel oh so slightly rewarded that that’s the way she came across looking, at least to me. This makes me sound like a bitter infertile, but I don’t care. I don’t consider myself to be a bitter infertile yet, but to this person (and probably to Yoga girl), I am. Because they just piss me off. The end.
Also, thoughts on this-WHAT THE HECK DO I WEAR TO MY FIRST RE APPOINTMENT? I keep thinking of it like a date. Like, I’m considering curling my hair. I think subconsciously I want to look like someone who takes care of herself, which I am. I’ve taken the whole day off (finally decided yesterday), so I could easily wear sweat pants and a t-shirt. But I don’t know, first impressions and what not. It seems important. So I’m thinking lightweight flowy dress that I feel pretty in. Wedge heels. Maybe curled hair. Light make up (pretty much my normal make up routine). Am I overthinking this? Probably, yes. Can I stop? Probably, no.