It seems as if everyone I know is pregnant.
A good friend and cousin are both due on Christmas day. I’m actually preparing this week to co-host this friend’s shower in Muncie this weekend. A handful of other friends and former coworkers are also pregnant either just having had a baby or due sometime within the next few months.
As if that wasn’t enough babies or baby bumps in my life, I just got a call from one of my closest friends that his wife was newly pregnant as well. This is the friend who’s daughter is Miles’ betrothed. The two tots are exactly three months apart, with the adorable doll robbing the cradle with a younger man.
Now their second, they aren’t yet sure if this “peanut” as he is calling the baby is a boy or girl, will certainly be older than our hopeful second too.
Which brings me to the most obvious and oft-asked question — “Are you planning to have anymore?” Or there’s classic, “Are you guys trying yet?”
I know I’ve asked at least the first question countless times myself not really thinking anything of it. Now that I’ve been bombarded with both, I think I’ll keep those thoughts to myself.
It’s not like I’m really offended by them but often those questions are ones I’m just not really ready to answer to this almost stranger. And as far as the “trying” question, you do realize you are actually asking them if they are having a lot of sex?
Maybe it’s something my husband and I have kind of talked about but haven’t quite yet decided. Or maybe its something we want to do and the timing just isn’t right yet. Perhaps we have no desire but just aren’t up for the lecture about spoiled only children. Or there is a chance that my husband and I want that more than anything and have been trying for months and months and are struggling with infertility.
The asker has no idea what’s going through your mind or life at that moment.
So, surrounded by babies and those oft asked questions, I’ve got my strategy ready: “we’ve talked about it” said with a happy voice.
How have you handled these questions?