When I try to talk baby I do one of three things: 1) make people sad or uncomfortable (which is not fun and not my intention). 2) make an inappropriate joke that only my husband understands. or 3) get a response that makes me sad or angry.
People get a bit uncomfortable talking about babies with me in person. I really don't mind it, I love baby talk! And unless you are going to tell me that you hate your children or laugh at miscarriage, we are going to get along just fine. Just because I have been having some issues with making them does not mean I can't hold a conversation about how cute babies are or what names we have picked out for our phantom kids.
As for the jokes. They are my way of coping. No I am not really going to steal a baby but when I see a cute little babe I sometimes say I want to. And I swear I have never eaten a baby, nor have I tried to, despite my saying I wanted to. What? It's either that or go cry in the corner. I prefer the joking. But other people? They just don't seem to get it. And strange looks are not fun to receive.
Lastly, people can be mean. Whether it's on purpose or not some words just pierce right through my heart. Then there are others that make me want to punch a puppy. And I love puppies!! So to make me mad enough to want to punch one sure takes a lot. When I told one person about our third miscarriage their response was "why don't you just get on birth control and stop trying for a while." My jaw dropped. My OB must have forgotten to tell me that in order to have a baby, you should get on bc and stop having sex. Will the stork then deliver a basket full of babies to my door step? I realize it's just ignorance but ouch.
So yeah, I haven't been writing about babies like I thought I would. Instead I have been telling people what is going right. What I have accomplished. What I have discovered. And I hope baby talk will be back soon, I really do.