The Childless Couple on the Block
This is a blog I’ve wanted to write for about 2 months now. I’m especially inspired to write it when I walk my dog…
We moved 2 1/2 months ago now. I found out I was pregnant on the day we moved in actually, which you all know ended in an early miscarriage (chemical pregnancy actually). The first week we arrived, I had 2 friendly neighbors approach me with hellos & immediately ask if we have kids. When I sadly hesitated and said no, they spouted off a bit about “waiting,” and “kids drain your energy” and “we’re smart to not be in a rush.” The typical rhetoric a 30-something, childless married woman gets on what seems like a daily basis.
As I started getting into a groove at the new house & walking the dog, it became evident pretty quickly that we were the childless couple on the block. Our homes are duplexes (two attached homes) in my community and yard after yard I saw children’s toys, play houses, sandboxes. House after house. This is something I think about everyday I walk my dog. I just look into people’s yards… little fenced yards all in a row, all the same. Houses all the same. With the one exception that our home has a clothesline, grill & no children playing.
I don’t know if we’ll ever have children in our yard. Dealing with that reality each day can be difficult. It can be sorrowful or depressing at times. Anyone trying to have a baby understands the pain & hopelessness that can be associated with it, especially if it is over a few years timespan. For my neighbors’ sake, I hope this isn’t something they ever had to experience. I hope they were spared. Because even though misery loves company & its easier to connect to a woman going through a similar situation, this isn’t something I’d wish on anyone.
So today, I pray that its in our cards to one day have a yard filled with laughing & happy children.
Til next time…