I may have gotten lucky and have somehow managed to triumph over infertility twice, but... once an Infertile, always an Infertile. I feel like I am walking around with this belly, much like I did the last time I walked around with a belly, and was wrongly put into the category of the reproductively privileged. I hear things like, "You have twins? I had twins, too! When you get older, you are just more likely to have twins. That's what happened to me!" "Oooh, pregnant during the summer? I always planned mine so I wouldn't be pregnant in the summer." And other things that I just I cannot relate to, or better, yet, show that they would not be able to relate to me. I just can't stand the assumption that I'm probably just another person whose husband "just looks at" her and gets pregnant. Will I ever stop having the urge to inform the public that things aren't always that easy? Probably not. Heck, I'll probably be 70 years old and still gabbing and exchanging info on the infertility bulletin boards, giving advice on exactly what combo of over-the-counter drugs to take before an HSG that the RE swears "doesn't hurt", or answering the question of how many days to wait after a 5 day blastocyst transfer before taking a hpt (home pregnancy test), or helping someone decipher the hidden meaning behind a 12 dpo (days past ovulation) HCG level of only 25. By the time I'm that old, though, they'll probably be able to grow your embies full term in artificial wombs or something.
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