Monday, September 28, 2009

Made it through

Our dinner party on Saturday was generally a success, although as predicted my friends spent 99% of the time discussing their 2 year old son. And they know we are not having much luck getting pregnant, but I guess... well -- I have no idea what goes through their heads, so I'm not going to guess.

While I made good on my promise not to run to my room crying, I did have to leap up and start manically doing dishes at one point. I think it was the "should we adopt a baby or get a dog?" from my friend's DH that really pushed me over the edge.

While I had my arms up to my elbows in soapy water scrubbing the hell out of a pot, here's what I imagined yelling at him:
- Are you fucking kidding?
- Do you really equate the two things?
- Do you really think that an adopted child is like a toy that you can acquire?
- At what point do you think this "mystery child" will figure out that they were only acquired to entertain your "real" son? How will that child actually feel? Do you care?
- How do you think that those of us who may use adoption to grow our families for real feel about this question?
- What kind of idiot really are you?

That's about as far as my imaginary rant got before the Boy brought in more dishes and told me to take a couple of deep breaths.

On the up side, turns out that rage is very useful for scrubbing pots. Kitchen was sparkling clean before we went to bed.

1 comment:

  1. Wow, what a comment! I'm glad the dishes were readily available for you to take your anger out on :).