Random fact: I never ever talked about my infertility with my parents nor my brother. They never asked anything (out of politeness). So I just didn't tell anything. It is awkward: how do you start talking about infertility with your parents?
But they do know, since somebody from distant not-blood related family met me at the fertility clinic years ago and told person A who told person B who told...
Back to my oldest niece. She is now almost 8. Until now it was always the most natural thing: that in my life there is my husband, we live together in a small flat. Alone. And this was always the most normal thing. This is the way our life is.
Here is conversation that she started out of the blue, on the stairs of their house, also my parents and my brother were present.
Niece: "Klara, so, are you planning to give birth to my cousin or not?"
Me (very shocked by the question): "Not."
Niece: "But - you mean not now or not ever?"
(I started to laugh since the situation was just so absurd, my parents and brother pretending to not hear anything and also - because the girl really does not know that her aunt will be 50 in 7 years and that at this point questions like this are just silly.)
Me: "Never ever!"
Niece: (who is - as most kids -not used to not getting what they want-started to scream): "But this is so very selfish from you!!!"
(Me, walking away from the conversation and finding excuse of going home early).
I guess now is time for my beloved Rolling Stones.
You can't always get what you want.