The woman who had her miracle baby and the new daddy coworker are standing in the doorway to his office next door talking about the miracle of her daughter's birth...complications and all. And new daddy coworker chooses that moment to divulge that his mother lost a baby at birth due to its cord being around its neck, "You know, back then, they didn't have anything but salad tongs to work with."
What the hell is wrong with these people???
Let's stand in the open, next to the office of the woman who's seriously freaking out over the anticipation of the first anniversary of her son's STILLBIRTH, who is tentatively holding onto her sanity by denying that she is pregnant again, and talk about pregnancy complications and dead babies and miracles.
Yeah...that's right...I'm closing my damn door because you people have the compassion and empathy of freaking rocks.
(By the way, this post is intended to be more emphatic, but I have just now discovered that my exclamation point is not working on my keyboard. Which is strange, because the 1 still seems to work just fine.)