I’ve been diagnosed infertile. Have been going through IVF with the wife. 4 miscarriages later, I’m debating whether I’ll ever be a dad. The wife is tired, both physically and emotionally. I’ve offered her an out, told her I’ll separate if it matters so much to her. I love her and her happiness matters more to me than selfishly tying her to myself. Adoption she isn’t keen on so that isn’t an option.
Recently though, I have been questioning the whole thing. Is it something I should get upset over or is this some sort of a blessing in disguise. I say this after a new year meal out with my wife. We both got ready, dressed up and headed out. A couple sat by us had the same idea for the day, except they had two kids. Boy and a girl. Girl was tiny at about two or three and the boy a bit older. Their meal was anything but romantic.
We’re heading out now for dessert, followed by a movie already picked. Gonna have a few candles lit up, nice ambience, watch the movie and your man might sleep extra happy tonight, if you get my gist.
I can’t imagine that husband and wife doing the same. The meal took a lot of energy out of them. I could tell just by being in close vicinity to them. Not being judgemental or anything. Genuinely debating, have I been dealt a good hand or a bad hand?