So, after years and years of comments that makes an infertile lady go nuts I finally had enough...I blew up! The last few years I have been very open with my struggles, before that? Not so much. Any child is a miracle, but DD? She saved me. Friends around me were getting pregnant, having babies, and there DH and I sat...when we got news that we were pregnant (after 5 years) we honestly had no idea what to do next.
So, back to the story. If someone askes me where I am at in my journey, I tell them. Sometimes I even start talking about it without being asked (with close friends). Well, one day at work a guy (out of the blue) tells me that I need to relax. He has said this to me at least once every week for the last 2+ years. So I lost it. I told him that 1. I have a medical condition that is preventing me from getting pregnant. 2. Relaxing isn't going to make my hormones, insulin, ovaries, and uterus work correctly. 3. Don't ever talk about it to me again.
Since then? No, he has not said one word about relaxing. Aaaahhh...THAT relaxes me.