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Smash Burgers In Purgatory
I have a couple nearby me (neighborhood ish) who had also struggled with fertility for a while, much like my wife and I have since (checks notes) early 2021 or so. It is always an interesting dynamic to be in friendships or acquaintanceships with people “of fertility age” who actively would like kids, because you always know it might pop for them at some point — and obviously, when it pops for them, everything will change about their life and commitments, and probably your connection to them as a result. And I’d just like to emphasize that this is not a bad thing. Your life and priorities should change upon having a child. I am not arguing that you need to claw back into friendships when a newborn is involved, although I do think too many new parents these days seem to do it on their own (or follow some bullshit person on IG) and don’t let their community friends help them. I digress.
Anyway, over the summer it seemed like this other couple was getting close to getting over the hump. We saw them at some street fair art festival in maybe late June, and she was beaming, and her mom and her were giggling about everything under the sun, and she didn’t drink when we stopped at some place. That was pretty much a slam dunk for me, but they invited themselves over to our house the next day (a Sunday)…
