The Trying Game

I’ve always felt kind of weird when someone told me they were “trying” to have a baby. To me, informing someone about the purpose of your bedroom activities is a major no-no.

I don’t mind thinking about babies, or even the desire to have one. But for some reason, the second someone tells me she is going “off the Pill” to “start trying,” well, I freeze up.

Babies are sweet. Pregnancy is beautiful. How you get pregnant? Well, there’s an entire film industry devoted to that process.

I’m a visual person with an active imagination. It doesn’t matter how you put it, my mind will go there. For the longest time I couldn’t help but snicker when I saw a pregnant lady walking down the street.

So let’s just say I’m always surprised when people tell their parents of their plans. “Hey Mom, sorry we can’t stay for dessert. We’re trying for a baby and I have a can of whipped cream in the fridge with my name on it.”