I had a coffee with a coworker, also childless not by choice. She told me that she recently visited her granny who is 90. Granny started to ask her how long had she been married (10 years) and if she had children. My coworker simply replied "No".
Granny then said: "Good. Children only take your energy and money."
I laughed so much when I heard this story.
My coworker is lucky, having such a cool granny :)
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Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Sunday, September 28, 2014
Accepting my childlessness-for-good state
I've been very busy at work lately. It is good. I almost do not have time to think about being sad for being childless.
I had business dinner with two coworkers and some potential business partners on Friday evening, until very late. It was very nice. Chatting & laughing with people I have only met.
There was a topic who will be doing what during the weekend.
And I told them that I would spend some time with my favourite child. And then I added that since not having my own children, I am entitled to say out loud who is my favourite child*. Parents are never supposed to say that.
I was surprised how easily I told it.
It was a huge step for a woman, who is accepting her childlessness-for-good state.
*(to be frank, who is my favourite child, changes. And I am careful that I never say that loud in front of the children).
I had business dinner with two coworkers and some potential business partners on Friday evening, until very late. It was very nice. Chatting & laughing with people I have only met.
There was a topic who will be doing what during the weekend.
And I told them that I would spend some time with my favourite child. And then I added that since not having my own children, I am entitled to say out loud who is my favourite child*. Parents are never supposed to say that.
I was surprised how easily I told it.
It was a huge step for a woman, who is accepting her childlessness-for-good state.
*(to be frank, who is my favourite child, changes. And I am careful that I never say that loud in front of the children).
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Sweet little princess
Every year I get an extra cute invitation from my cousin, to attend birthday party of her daughter. I never go. Attending birthday parties where there are tons of families with cute little children is just too hard.
My cousin was angry at me for the first two years, she didn't understand. But now she accepted me for whom I am and we are OK.
She still invites me, but she knows I will not come.
I draw a first happy birthday card in 30 years and sent to cousin's daughter. I invited her for a fun Saturday this weekend (that includes reading books, baking pancakes with Nutella, being outside doing fun things together). I phoned her after she read the card, wished her happy birthday and asked her if she would come.
Her reply was: "Very gladly."
I love that little 5-year-old princess.
My cousin was angry at me for the first two years, she didn't understand. But now she accepted me for whom I am and we are OK.
She still invites me, but she knows I will not come.
I draw a first happy birthday card in 30 years and sent to cousin's daughter. I invited her for a fun Saturday this weekend (that includes reading books, baking pancakes with Nutella, being outside doing fun things together). I phoned her after she read the card, wished her happy birthday and asked her if she would come.
Her reply was: "Very gladly."
I love that little 5-year-old princess.
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