Happy Wednesday! I can’t believe it’s just 2 weeks until school starts. Today is supposed to be baking hot and sunny, so we’re off to the beach this afternoon. My grand plan? Bring a book and soak up the sun while the kids play in the water with their friend. Should be nice and relaxing.
I’m sticking with Izzy and his moms having dinner for this week’s WIPpet.
WIPmath: Very short this time. 8/24 = (8 * 2) – 4 = 12 sentences.
They ate in silence for a while, and then Eema cleared her throat. “So, Lynne called me.”
Izzy sighed. The subject of his ex-wife was always touchy. He didn’t mind that she’d remained friends with his mothers; after all, the two of them had been able to become civil again in recent months. The ongoing news reel of her family life was draining, though. Izzy was glad she now had her family, but it did nothing to mitigate the emptiness and loss he felt.
“Oh?” he managed.
“You knew she was expecting again, right?”
“She hadn’t said, no.” The one thing Izzy hadn’t been able to give her—or himself. He stabbed at a pea, not meeting Eema’s gaze.
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Oh, Izzy. I want to give him a big hug.
And I’m totally with you on your plan. If I ever actually go to the beach(don’t really care to), I always take a book with me(which actually isn’t much different from anywhere else I go;) )
People don’t really talk about the ways infertility affects men, especially if they were the ones diagnosed with something. We went through years of treatments, and before we had our older child, 3 doctors told us it was either impossible or very unlikely without assistance.
I honestly don’t enjoy the beach, but having a book to read makes it all right. 🙂
I want to hug Izzy. My sister and her husband went through years of fertility issues before having their sons. I believe it took a toll on their marriage they couldn’t recover from.
I’m glad that you and your husband were eventually able to have a family. <3
A lot of couples go through this, and I don’t think it gets talked about openly, particularly in some communities.
For some reason, this particular series has ended up being a lot about parenting/fatherhood. I wonder if I was subconsciously working out nostalgia over my kids getting older. I really don’t mind, and I don’t wish to go back, so I think it’s more of the “sweet” variety than the “bittersweet” kind.
Wow. It hurts when you can’t give your chosen loved one what they wish the most. You have portrayed his anger very well.
“He stabbed at a pea, not meeting Eema’s gaze.” filled with emotion. I like this sentence.
Shalom aleichem,
Patricia
Thank you! 🙂