sometimes people are just dumb... they ask the dumbest questions... and sometimes i'd really like to yell at them...
this week has been a rotten week at work.. you know the kind of week where you want to curl up under your desk and cry because the work is so frustrating that your dont know how else to deal with it? Wells thats how my week has been and it peaked yesterday at about 2pm..
i called one of my colleagues into office and asked him to help me out with something.. after he helped me out.. he randomly says "who is matilda bear?" i said "matilda is my daughter" he says "what the one you have next?" i say "no, the one that died" he says "oh, so you knew what it was?" i said "yes"
what i wanted to say was... "YES!! the one i had to give birth to knowing full well that i would never see her cry, walk, laugh, sneeze, play, go to school, date boys, get married, have her own babies. the one i carried in my belly for 5 months, in my hands for one day and in my heart forever. the one i just told you was a girl and you still referred to as IT!"
but i just said yes...
he read her name from a card that my boss gave me on my due date... its a beautiful card with butterflies and stars on it and all thats written on it is "for Matilda Bear".. i keep it on my desk at work..
im not really sure what prompted such a daft question.. i mean everyone knows what happened.. so its not like he was oblivious.. i wonder if it would have annoyed me so much if i hadn't had a crap week.. i think it would.. Now that i've written this, i'm mostly annoyed that he called my daughter "IT" and not at all that he asked the question...
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Ugh! Me too! Where is this guy? "IT". How awful. I'm sorry you had a crappy week at work and even more sorry you had to deal with some jerk like that (haha--notice, "that" instead of him). :) Many hugs sent your way!
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry you had to have that conversation with someone. Gosh, I have to admit he sounds like an idiot.
ReplyDeleteEveryone at my work knows about Bailey, and I'm happy to say that most remember he was a boy and because I have my sunset photo of his name at the beach on my desk some also remember his beautiful name. Being pregnant again with another boy, people are saying "so this will be your second boy", and all I want to say is "no, this will be my third boy" - I don't know why but these words hardly ever come out even though I'm thinking them right there and then. Sometimes it's easier for me to just say "yes" then it is to correct them all the time, but at the same time, I feel like crap that I haven't set them straight about my second child.
This is such a hard road to be on.
Take care, Lana.
xxx