Conversations with H

I never got around to introducing hubby. Well, for purposes of this blog, I’m going to call him H (for hubby. very imaginative, I know). Like most couples we have our ups and downs but every so often I remember exactly why we’re perfect for each other.

So after the methotrexate shot, we were both upset. There wasn’t really much else we could do but we went from being joyful to confused to just plain sad in a very short span of time (well, and scared). At some point he turns to me and says, “You know, this kid probably would have ended up being lame anyways – he couldn’t even find his way to the uterus properly! Our next kid won’t be like this.” And it was irreverent maybe but it just captured so perfectly how this wasn’t the baby we were meant to have. It’s unbelievably sad but eventually, we will have the child we’re meant to have.


4 thoughts on “Conversations with H

  1. I love his comment. My husband said a similar thing when we would miscarry and it weirdly helped even though it may have sounded odd to others. Brought levity and humor to a dark situation. Hugs.


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