There are two students in my school who I've known since before they were born. Twins, born to a friend I met at an infertility support group at our first clinic.
They are SEVENTH GRADERS. Next year, they could be in one of my classes. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?
It's sobering, because my friend was pregnant when I suffered my ectopic pregnancy. Briefly, we were pregnant at the same time.
And now they are in the middle of middle school.
It's so weird to think that I could have had a 7th grader had that pregnancy been viable, or a 6th grader had I not miscarried my second ill-fated pregnancy the following summer.
I enjoy seeing these kids about the halls of my school. I enjoy that I saw pictures of them when they were just a few cells. It's doesn't make me feel sad, which is lovely. Not so very long ago it would have.
It's just surreal that so much time has passed since our closest brushes with parenthood.
Those peers of the children who never were... sigh... One of dh's cousin's sons is getting MARRIED next summer. He is 26, exactly six months older than my daughter would have been. I was pregnant at his mom's baby shower. That's going to be a tough day, I think...
ReplyDeleteSliding doors moments are so weird, seeing a "not quite" version of your life. Could bring sadness (see how much healing you've experienced?) and also can bring awareness of joy in the "quite!" version you're living.
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