Still haunting me...

So, I'm a substitute teacher. Back in September when I was pregnant, I was teaching at a new school and was very sick with nausea and vomiting--the happiest sick person ever, none the less. I was doing classroom support for a teacher and had to leave suddenly. Of course I felt like I owed her an explanation so I privately told her that I had newly discovered that I was expecting and was sick with nausea. I asked her to keep it to herself....WELL, apparently her loose lips got the better of her. When I had the loss, I told her that "things did not work out" and received the regular line..."Oh, I am so sorry... everything happens for a reason."  That's fine. It's what people do. What else are you supposed to say?

Yesterday, I was working in the same school and was chatting among the teachers in the lounge. A teacher looked at me (loudly and direct) and said, "You're pregnant, aren't ya?" and I replied, "nope, not me."  She went on to say, " I could have sworn (insert name here) told me that you were pregnant...newly pregnant."  She was relentless. I mean, get clue! I moved closer to her and quietly said, "I was pregnant but things did not work out." What does she do? She says, in a voice as loud as a deaf old woman, "Ohhhh, ya lost it? I'm so sorry."  I wanted to crawl into a hole. What an uncomfortable moment for me. Everyone was looking at me. Everyone had this look of sheer pity on their faces. Ya know that saying, "saved by the bell?" Well, thank the LORD, I was. It was time to head to my homeroom and get settled in for the afternoon. I stayed away from the lounge the rest of the day and manage to avoid all of the teachers for the rest of the day. Just another day in the life of me.

On a high note, my requisition came in the mail today for our fertility specialist appointment! November 13th :) 11 more days and we will have a plan. I am so excited! Stay tuned !