Some of these women have been blessed with a child, or two, or more. But the blessing has slipped from their grasp, and they grapple with the challenges of secondary infertility. A glimpse at the experience.
“She has one, and now it’s time for a cat and dog!” Can you believe someone actually said that?!???
The insinuation, the accusation! WHAT IS SHE THINKING? Doesn’t she know I’d give up my high-powered job in an instant, throw away my high heels and sheitel collection for the chance to live in slippers, stretchy skirts, and snoods? Can’t people understand that my career is a pathetic attempt to fill a void which can never be filled? The one which yearns to hold and mother a newborn again? The one which is dying to embrace and squeeze another child with the love trapped within me?
Don’t they understand that it’s because I’m frying only a sparse few cutlets for dinner, and because I have but one school play and PTA meeting a year that I must have that job? I didn’t choose this!!!!!!!!
Ugh, Shevi. I’m so sorry. People are so insensitive — and they don’t even mean to be. You wish they’d think, just once, before they open their mouths. As if you’d ever get a dog anyway! (I could maybe see you with a cat….) J
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