The Dreaded Question

So I am sitting at my eye doctor appointment today, with the doctor who just happens to be a dad of one of my students, talking to one of his nurses, who in fact also happens to be a mother to one of my former students, engaging in small chit chat.  As I am seated with the nurse, telling her how wonderful I hear her son is doing, she starts asking how school is going and how our puppy is, making polite conversation. Then, just as if I could have timed it perfectly, she gives me a little sideways glance and asks, "So, no babies for you yet?" And of course, here's me thinking in the back of my mind...No, no babies.  Not because we aren't trying, trust me that isn't the problem, but it just so happens that some blip in the fabric of my body has decided to be stubborn and to make me REALLY work for baby making! But of course, that's not what I say.  I just kind of smile and say, "No, not yet," and quickly, but politely change the conversation.

I don't know why I dread this question.  It's not like it really bothers me in being honest with people, but I guess it is how long it takes to explain the honest response.  And part of the fact is, I can't even explain it.  I just haven't got pregnant, nor does it seem particularly easy for me to get pregnant.  And I have yet to sit down with the fertility specialist for his "diagonsis" of what could be wrong. Of course, people aren't really interested in hearing that long, drawn out explanation.  They are just curious why, after being married almost 3 years, my husband and I have not popped out a kid or two yet.  Some assume we just want to "live" life a little more; others question if we want children.  It is a question that I hear often and I have to admit, it is hard not to make a natural ugh face when people ask.  And worse yet, I don't want people feeling sorry for me.  Don't feel sorry for me.  There are worse things in the world then my little setback.  No matter what, I know there will be kids in my life, it just might be because of an unorthodox way. And if for some reason I do linger on my answer and the person catches on that we are "having problems" in that area, it is amazing the advice I find myself being offered (and believe me, my husband asked the doctor if being stressed could cause infertility...he said no). People must know me well!

I guess what I am concluding here is that want it or not, the question is going to be asked.  Now maybe I just need to find a little more humorous and  maybe fun way for me to have to answer it without getting into the specifics! Any suggestions? =)