Well sort of…
This weekend, J and I went to visit my parents. We had some very relaxed and pleasant days. Mom divided plants with me (a good thing with day lilies). We cooked tasty food and spent time with the whole family. We even drank excellent homemade margaritas.
Then at one point when we were alone, Mom fixed her gaze on me and said “So how are you doing really?” This was clearly a good time to come clean about the donor eggs if I ever planned to do so. My response: “Weeeellllll. much better now. We are moving in a bit of a new direction.” I explained the whole donor egg thing and the process. Mom asked questions but mostly looked as though I was explaining that J and I plan to get married in matching Elvis costumes on Mars. She looked dumbstruck for several long moments then said “Well I support you no matter what you do.” Then she launched into her newest theory that I did not get pregnant because the women in our family tend to go through early menopause. (This may sound cold but it is a serious step above telling me that it’s “God’s will.”) She also compared the donor egg process to “adoption but better” (her words not mine!). She is trying to “get it,” she really is. And I appreciate the effort, even as I shake my head and laugh.
Oh, and my cousin who is 1 year older than me had an announcement this weekend…… yep, she’s pregnant. No money, unstable marriage, lack of career goals…. sigh, but still a good weekend.