Five more sleeps! Sounds like I’m excited, but I’m not really. Its my nephew’s 5th bithday today. Its his birthday party on Saturday. I love the little guy so much, so it probably sounds awful to say, but I’m dreading the party. As his Tannie Sharon, as one half of his legal guardian, I have to attend, I want to be there for our special boy but I feel apprehensive and tearful and anxious at the thought of it. I know exactly what’s going to happen, I’ve done this every year for the past 5 years. We’ll arrive, we’ll be the only childless couple there, we’ll be looked at with great pity, there may even be some whispering. Somebody will undoubtedly be there with a new born or small baby and I’ll be called over, either just to look or I will be called over and told to hold the baby because its good for me and my fertility. Ha as if being fertile were contagious! If ONLY being fertilewere contagious! Then either Ouma (granny) Marie or Ouma Katie will sit on the opposite side of the room, lookat me pointedly and shout across for all to hear: “So Sharon, are you pregnant yet?” or “So what’s happening with having a baby” or “Ouma is lief vir jou en bid vir julle” (Granny loves you and is praying for you). God give me strength to get through this.
Of course, once a everyone has settled and perhaps had one or two drinks, well, you all know what happens. Suddenly they all become fertility experts with news of ground break, gauranteed to NOT fail treatments like Clomid. Of course my favorite 5 letter word is going to get thrown about considerably, its the R-word…….. RELAX!!!!!!!!! Some of the more brazen men will do both W and I the great insult of saying stuff like: “Come over here and I’ll show you how its done!” OMG!
We’ll also be told my other favorite thing, which is to not worry so much, they just KNOW its going to happen for us. Really? Psychic are we? Got your Crystal ball out?
When its finally time to leave I can also predict what will happen. We’re going to get into the car, W is going to ask me if I’m ok and I’m going to burst into tears. The only thing that’s going to make me feel any better will be a Gigantic chocolate!
Wish me luck!