Some People Get It

Every once in awhile I feel like someone "gets it." I had to go to the Podiatrist today because I thought I might have a stress fracture or chipped bone in my foot. Doesn't hurt bad enough not to walk on it, but there is something not right. The doctor (who looked about 24 years old) couldn't find anything wrong, of course. I feel like every time I finally get up the nerve and find the time to get to the doctor they never find what's wrong with me. Then I feel like a hypochondriac idiot, when really I am quite the opposite.

After my appointment and I tried to leave without paying, by mistake of course, the receptionist called me back into the office. She was settling my co-pay, and a woman walked in with a baby boy about 1 year old. He was darling! He was smiling and cooing and really putting on a show for everyone in the waiting room. I peered down into his stroller trying to get some of that smile or a giggle for myself.

The receptionist leaned over to me and whispered, "he's the office sweetheart. Our head doctor tried for that little guy for over 5 years and he's finally here." I smiled like it was no big deal, and peeked into his stroller again and he was beaming. It was like he knew his arrival was not easy and he was living up every second of his life. The mom stepped out so I never got to see her, but leaving I felt happy. That doctor knows the pain of infertility and seemed to have the support of the whole office. The other day at lunch my friend said she's not yet trying for a baby, but knowing her luck it will happen on the first try (saying this with a ton of dread). Yes, yes, that would just suck wouldn't it?

So you see, not everyone gets it. I, for one, can't wait to stroll around with my little guy or gal and shout to the world that it was a hard won battle. Because I will shout that out to the world. Because you never know who is struggling. And because some people will get it and I will do it for them.