I invited her to our home. It was nice at the beginning. We haven't seen each other for 15 years so there was lots of catching up. She told me about her lovely daughters. I told her about my infertility. It was OK at first, but then the silly questions appeared:
- Did I consider trying some additional IVFs? (=no, I haven't. If the IVFs didn't work when I was 32, they for sure won't work now that I am almost 45).
- Did I consider adoption? Her close friend adopted twins from Ghana and they are sooooooo happy together. (=yes, of course we considered it but no, thank you, it is not for us).
It is not because she is a mother. (My best friend is a mother.) It is because of the silly questions.
Otherwise it was a good week. The construction works with the house are going very well. And the link to my blog was published in some of my favourite bloggie friends' blogs:
It is a lovely feeling. My thoughts and my feelings matter. It means a world to be - being a part of life-after-infertility community.