tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post7820580514949863502..comments2024-03-26T08:06:19.661-04:00Comments on The Road Less Travelled: Differing perspectives...loribethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09272814565916935113noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-45430165363351007602008-05-10T19:47:00.000-04:002008-05-10T19:47:00.000-04:00Ugh Loribeth, that is just cringe-worthy. I am so...Ugh Loribeth, that is just cringe-worthy. I am sorry you had to deal with that.<BR/><BR/>I now have a third pregnant colleague to look at every day.Alacrityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12875591638441877915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-31828274233000943382008-05-09T17:10:00.000-04:002008-05-09T17:10:00.000-04:00In total agreement with all the comments here...ah...In total agreement with all the comments here...ah to be innocent once more.Pamela T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11474998003921896431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-14280772246247757052008-05-09T09:13:00.000-04:002008-05-09T09:13:00.000-04:00As you already know, I can't stand people who thin...As you already know, I can't stand people who think this ultrasound is about nothing but gender--even if they're my friends. I feel a weird kinship with people who have healthy children and admit they were very, very nervous before the Big Ultrasound. Somehow, I feel like they were more "deserving" of a healthy diagnosis than people such as your co-worker.Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08514262423005456861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-35670124109830432872008-05-09T08:46:00.000-04:002008-05-09T08:46:00.000-04:00Beagle's right: they do. I'd like to think that kn...Beagle's right: they do. I'd like to think that knowledge is always valuable, but then I think of your pain, and wish you had had that same blissful ignorance.<BR/><BR/>My thoughts are with you today.Shinejilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03353174053245279899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-73935711569495935782008-05-08T20:38:00.000-04:002008-05-08T20:38:00.000-04:00Oh, to be so happy and unaware. An ultrasound mean...Oh, to be so happy and unaware. An ultrasound means "pink or blue" to so many, while the rest of us just hope for a heartbeat.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-30310823945961259802008-05-08T09:04:00.000-04:002008-05-08T09:04:00.000-04:00Argh! I'm sorry. It's amazing how oblivious the re...Argh! I'm sorry. It's amazing how oblivious the rest of the world is to the struggles of the IF: How oblivious and naive we all used to be. I too would love to go back to being that innocent, not dreading whenever someone tells me they have an announcement. *hugs*Jessica Whitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06801308494220195403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-7681585523564692312008-05-08T00:57:00.000-04:002008-05-08T00:57:00.000-04:00My first question was always "heartbeat?". The ne...My first question was always "heartbeat?". The next was "correct size for dates?" and lastly "where's that darned placenta located . . ."<BR/><BR/>When you know you have to worry about those things and other stuff like fluid volume, whether or not the baby's organs are inside or outside and cervical length - it does tend to skew the experience of "the ultrasound." <BR/><BR/>It never again is simply a matter of "boy" or "girl" and I ended up sitting on the other side of the glass looking in just like too many of us.<BR/><BR/>Hugs.JuliaShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10668995954240697998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-78016983809080268422008-05-08T00:13:00.001-04:002008-05-08T00:13:00.001-04:00I'm so sorry that you bear the burden of thinking ...I'm so sorry that you bear the burden of thinking about these things when others around you are blissfully ignorant. Sounds like it was a really hard moment.annacyclopediahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10461037288546901657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-51065758758415908612008-05-07T21:39:00.000-04:002008-05-07T21:39:00.000-04:00Ditto what beagle said.Ditto what beagle said.Guera!https://www.blogger.com/profile/12616928404421960462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-86017739719048054552008-05-07T21:01:00.000-04:002008-05-07T21:01:00.000-04:00Amnio to me has such a different connotation; migh...Amnio to me has such a different connotation; might as well go to the Sears portrait studio and get it in a cardboard frame when you're through for all the good it did me. <BR/><BR/>In any event: Hard to know for some it's merely "boy or girl?" while others it's "alive or dead?" For me it will always be just a weigh station, and despite good news will have zero impact on the final outcome. Sorry you had to be privy to that.Tashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07376651134993450207noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-34679441053820338312008-05-07T20:33:00.000-04:002008-05-07T20:33:00.000-04:00((((hugs))))This pain just never goes away. I'm s...((((hugs))))<BR/>This pain just never goes away. I'm so sorry it hit you again today at the office. YOu'd think there would be some "safe zone" somewhere ...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178366214524455884.post-17180199748886309812008-05-07T20:31:00.000-04:002008-05-07T20:31:00.000-04:00People take so much for granted.People take so much for granted.beaglehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17627886826215379414noreply@blogger.com