Dear History Professor,
Thank you for sharing so much of your life with us on the first day of class. I was touched that you felt comfortable enough to tell us you were raped in college and that you placed your child up for adoption. I was empowered when I heard you talk about your decision to go to graduate school, because I too am thinking about going to graduate school after my undergrad is finished. I even smiled when you talked about having a child this time a year ago, as I remember a year ago I was in the midst of a custody case with my niece a year ago, too.
The only thing that made me cringe was when you shared with the class that you "might" be expecting number three right now, but that you weren't sure.
As an infertile student, the thought of hearing about your pregnancy for sixteen weeks is enough to send me over the edge. Please try your best to keep things on track so I can focus on the history of the United States instead of how I can't get pregnant myself.
Sincerely,
Your Infertile Student
5 comments:
Yikes! That's a lot to share on the first day. Is it wrong that I hope she's NOT pregnant, just so you don't have to go through that?
When you are struggling with something like that it's like life just smacks you in the face with it sometimes.
oh, that would piss me off!
I think you're overreacting just a little. The professor didn't say all that with the intent of hurting you! What does she know about you? Nothing. Also, as someone who is infertile, I can see where you're coming from, if this happens every class. However, so far it has happened once, and shows that the professor is telling you about herself in a manner that says she really wants her students to get to know her. I bet when you get pregnant you will be telling lots of people... some of whom are infertile. You will say now that you won't be like, however I am willing to bet that once you are pregnant, it will go out the window and you will not give a damn about anything other than your baby.
Carla, She's mentioned it in two classes so far and we've only had two classes. My feelings may be stretched a little, but when she's rubbing her belly and going on and on for 10 minutes about how the dean said they need to find a new hobby, I get annoyed.
And for the record, once I become pregnant, I will still care about other peoples feelings, that has nothing to do with loving/caring about my baby.
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