Afraid to Ask
One of my dearest friends has been trying to get pregnant like… forever. For whatever reason, it just hasn’t happened for her.
I want NOTHING ELSE in this world for her than to be pregnant. Last week, she went through her umpteenth round of IVF (using a new ‘protocol’ this time, however). Her pregnancy test is today.
I’ve been waiting by the phone. Waiting. W A I T I N G.
I’m so afraid that no news is bad news.
Here are the various ways I have thought about asking (via text):
“Hey — want to get together this week for a drink? Or would you prefer tea?”
“Thinking about going surfing, scuba diving, skiing, or rock climbing (and other dangerous sports) in a few months; wanna come along?”
“What kind of cheese should I bring over later: brie or cheddar?”
“Why did the chicken cross the road? I don’t know either.” (Are you pregnant or not??)
Please be pregnant. It’s just not fair that some people have to work this hard at it.
Not fair at all.
Update on Saturday, May 5, 2012 at 5:54 PM:
Baby O was born today at 3:37 pm, healthy and happy. We couldn’t be more thrilled!!!