Building Cathedrals
At the playground yesterday, while pushing my children in the swings, I noticed a pretty, young mother approach with three very young children and a fourth on the way. Yes! I could barely wait 5 seconds to strike up a conversation.
Me: Beautiful children, they look like they’re about as close in age as mine are.
Her: They’re very close in age, 14 months apart, 20 months apart, and my youngest and the new baby will be 13 months apart.
Me: Awesome! That’s fantastic. Don’t they enjoy each other so much when they’re close in age?
Her (now pushing her children on the swings): No, we’re done. My husband got it taken care of.
Me: (uncomfortable chuckle, inquisitive gaze)
Her: I’m totally done with this. During my 6th month of pregnancy, a few weeks ago, I made my husband go in and get himself taken care of. I assure you we’re not having any more children.
I’m rarely at a loss for words. I was at a complete loss for words.
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