Today I called to pay my bill for a Mother's Day ultrasound, and had a nice lady on the phone tell me that they do a 15% discount for infertility cervices. Her voice seemed so kind, so for some reason I started crying, and I am crying still. Meanwhile, my husband is dealing with all kinds of relatives/family friends at his mom's funeral, and fielding their questions about why haven't we got a 2nd/3d kid, why haven't we got a house, and all other shit older relatives normally ask. And yes, they also share their kids' stories around the lines of "oh and then they just miraculously discovered they're expecting their third, and they weren't even trying". WTF.
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