Just when I thought I might be momentarily spared from answering impertinent questions regarding my reproductivity, the doofuses come out of the woodwork and surprise me.
"So! When are you having another one?"
And it's not like they just ask once and let it go. When they sense my hesitation, it's almost as if that's their cue to press the matter further. Now, I'm not going to, say, punch someone in the throat for asking me such a personal question, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to fantasize about it. Because I will. I'm thinking about it right now, in fact.
I know people mean no harm, and usually these questions reflect some anxiety they may be feeling in their own lives, but seriously. My son is nine months old. I'm not exactly awake at night winding my biological clock. That boy is my whole world right now, every day he comes up with some new way of delighting us. I waited years and years to become a mother, and right now this time just feels...well, sacred.
Who are these people with their questions and opinions? Where do they come from? Are they just making conversation, or do they really give a rat's a? It would never even occur to me to ask someone such a private question!
Is there a classy way to handle inquiries such as this, Dear Reader? I don't really want to have to resort to violence.
