Today in my classroom one of my sweet second graders came up to me and asked me why I don't have any children.
I told her, "I am waiting for God to give them to me."
She asked me how old the other teacher I work with was.
I said, "30."
She said the other teacher is pregnant.
I said, "yes."
She then asked how old I was.
I said, "31."
She was silent after that. I am sure her mind was wondering why I wasn't and the other teacher was when I am the older one.
You gotta love being a teacher with honest children.
Also today I talked with a teacher who dealt with infertility 15 years ago. She told me her story and then told me how she couldn't remember all that she did to get pregnant. She said that I will one day forget all of this.
Ummmmm I don't think that is possible. I am sure it won't feel or hurt the same way but I will never forget this journey.
How could she have forgotten if she did IVF or not? Seriously!
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
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Aw, children are so honest, huh? But hey, at least this little girl was more polite than some adults we know!
I hope after having a child for 15 years, that the scars will start to fade away. I just don't know though. I hope your teacher friend is right ;-(
Ahh... the honesty of children?! If it makes you feel better, my 2nd grader found my highschool yearbook over the weekend.
His reaction: "You look the same Mama! Maybe more wrinkly and fatter... but the same!"
Ugh! Ummm, thanks?! *roll eyes*
ha ha
God made kids cute so that we adults wouldn't squash them when they say things like that. :)
I can't believe that she can't remember if she did IVF. She must not have. It seems like she would remember something that.
Maybe what she meant when she said someday you'll forget... is that when it's your time and you do give birth, you'll forget the hurts and disappointments because the joy of finally having a baby will be all worth it. But until then... how could we forget when we're constantly reminded.
It definitly something I will try not to forget. I'll even share it with my child. I want my child to know what I went through and that he is truly special because I patiently prayed and waited for him.
Nice post. Children are just adorably honest!
Sunny:
I had a similar experience when I was still teaching my 7th graders. I have to admit that you handled it much better than I. I was constantly being asked if I was pregnant. I guess that most children have no concept of the fact that some people cannot seem to have children. They think that if you're married and a certain age, then you should be having babies if you want them. One girl in particular kept hassling me about it. One day I snapped and told her it was cruel to keep asking me about it. I felt really bad in one sense, but it also made her shut up about the issue. So . . .
On the matter of "forgetting" about IF . . . I don't really want to forget. I don't want to be consumed by it, but I would like to think that it has made be a better, more empathetic person. In sharing your story via your blog, I think you're trying to help others and I don't see that stopping if you do become pg and have at least one baby.
The way you handle situations and your strong faith have long been an inspiration to me -- please keep it up.
Out of the mouths of babes come some of the most poignant, and at times painful questions.
I don't see how anyone could forget the hopes, the frustrations, the tears, the longings of an infertility journey. I think we are all changed by it, hopefully for the good.
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