Almost no one knows that my husband and I have pursued infertility treatments.
That we decided to go with embryo donation/adoption.
That five darling embryos were donated to us.
That we are hoping to transfer at the end of May.
Only my husband and one close friend of mine. No family. No one else.
During a phone call with my mom yesterday, she said (confident I will be childless all my life), "Well, at least you'll never have to deal with a child growing up to be like that Cr;aig.sli.st K;ill.er guy."
What a friend quickly said when a third person asked me whether I have any children: "No...she has doggies."
What my sister once said about me not being a mom, "Well, at least you don't have anyone to worry about."
The thought of telling them, explaining it all, defending our choices....ugh. The thought of being unsuccessful in all of this and then having to go back and explain our failure....and the crash of "All for the best" comments that would be made. Ugh.
But...ahem....if we are successful....they are all REALLY going to be caught off guard and feel a little betrayed, I think, about not knowing.
But that's the risk I've chosen to take.
4 weeks ago