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When I’m with a group of women, I dread one question: “Do you have…”? I know what’s coming before they finish. It’s a question that stings the most, one I’d like to dodge, skip, or pretend I didn’t hear. For women yearning for motherhood, this is a loaded question that can stir emotions that bring you to your knees. Especially if you’re longing for a child, hoping and praying this will be the month, or you mourn the loss of a child.
My grandfather was dying. As I raced to catch a late-night flight from Florida to my home in Houston, my mind flooded with memories of this man I had called Paw-Paw for nearly half a century.
It was 4:34 AM, and I still couldn’t sleep. I grabbed the phone from my bedside, started scrolling, and soon found myself watching a series of videos on social media. The baby laughing at his daddy pretending to sneeze; the toddler strutting about after putting on her mother’s makeup; and the twin infants snuggled up next to each other, holding hands.
“What are you doing now?” I try not to let my words fumble out and search for an answer to the well-intended question. How do I say I’m learning to make pasta sauce from scratch, taking afternoon walks, and still raising a 12-year-old without sounding too boring? The question feels so loaded; though it’s only light conversation. It feels like I should answer with something more — riveting. I want to say I am flourishing.