The older my children get, I find myself...with increasing frequency, starting sentences with a phrase I thought I’d never say: “When I was your age…” Yup, nothing says you’re old like those words, which have been uttered by old people since the Industrial Revolution.
Usually, “when I was your age” serves as a cop-out for my cheapness. I say things like, “When I was your age, I only had two shoes” (commonly known as one pair), or “When I was your age, we only had four channels, and one of them was in French.”
But there is one statement that I wish to shout from a roof top. It is: “When I was your age, the toys were better.” If you look at some of the top toys on this years Christmas wish lists, you see cheap plastic crap that I am loathe to buy for Lochlan.
I miss the toys of my childhood, all of which I wish my parents still had. Yes, with five children, had they kept our toys, they would now have a moderate-sized toy collection, a Narnia closet leading to Fisher Price Land, that would …
You have such a great attitude about this. It's very inspiring. I am bracing myself for possible bad news next Thursday. It's so nervewracking to not know. In some way knowing something allows you to get on with the next plan, instead of being in limbo. Still, I am so sorry that this FET did not fulfill your dreams.
ReplyDeleteI love your optimism. And while all the words of comfort do help, I hope you take the time to heal. I've found that even when I think I'm doing okay with all this infertility crap, something will catch me off guard and I crumble. Thinking of you.
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