Why should I have to be the one made uncomfortable?
I have to listen to your comments, too. I have to answer your questions. You don’t question whether asking if I have any children will make my heart sink. You don’t think before you complain about your child’s fussy behavior. You don’t consider my feelings when you openly discuss the surprise pregnancy that’s so inconvenient for you, or the fear you have of conceiving twins, or your newborn baby who was born on my stillborn son’s due date.
You talk openly, without thinking. And maybe that’s okay. These are your children. This is your pride and joy. Of course you want to share. And who am I to stop you?
But then–who are you to silence me?Read More