We've been asked this a few times in the past week and our best answer is if we can afford to. There is a lot of love in our hearts for children and we still feel that Maggie Rose is in China. Unless there is divine intervention, I don’t think my cob web, catacomb uterus will start to function like it’s supposed to. Despite my naturally shaped birthing hips (that I’ve had since grade school), I’m not sure a baby will ever pass through them. But, take heart those who are more fertile than me. I wanted to pass along some wise words of advice I’ve received over the years.
Don’t try so hard. (And how do you make babies again?)
Give it a year (or two, or three. . .six).
You need to go to (blank) and get away from it all. It worked for us. (Quote came from a parent who had two children, both conceived at the same place.)
You need to get rid of your cats. That’s why you can’t get pregnant. (This stupid remark from a few years ago actually came from a less than tactful uncle at a parish event with parishioners and strangers milling around. I was shocked and didn’t know what to say. Apparently, I didn’t know that cats carried a curse.)
And one that I’ve only heard a little but I’m sure will start to pick up momentum...
You’ll probably get pregnant now. (Now that Jack is in our lives.)
2 comments:
Insert foot in mouth...I'm guilty on the first and last. I'll try to think before speaking from now on... but as you know, I was not blessed with a filter. Hope I haven't done or said anything ELSE to offend you guys...you know that I would never intentionally do that:)
Hey! Forgot to tell you on the phone tonight...Will you and Mike PLEASE go somewhere soon so that we can babysit:)
Also, probably taking Reilly in for X-rays tomorrow...ugh!!!
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