March 23, 2015 by positivelypeachie
I do not talk about our inability to have kids. My parents don’t even know the details. I’m just not that kind of person (yet I can share with you ladies!). It’s also kind of because my family does not understand these things, and is super ridiculously fertile.
Anyway I decided to come out of the closet this past weekend since everyone assaults me with questions of when I’m getting on the “kid wagon”. I summoned courage I didn’t know I had and responded that we’d been trying to get on the kid wagon for almost 5 years, but were unfortunately struggling with infertility and we didn’t know how long it would take to get lucky.
I shit you not…there was not one single word spoken in response to that. There was awkward shifting, coughing and finally someone moved onto a new topic. I was so embarassed – all I could think was “Holy shit someone dig me a hole so I can bury myself now”….
So YAY I finally come out of the closet….to bad it was to an empty room (ouch). I’d be lying if I didn’t say I cried, and then drank, and then cried and drank when I got home that night.