You know that question. For most people it’s a no brainer.
But if you’ve had a loss, it’s a tricky question loaded with guilt, hesitation and anxiety. And sometimes lies.
I took Bubby to the dentist this morning, and read the line on the form that went something like this…
“Names and ages of siblings”.
Do I put her name, and place age zero next to it? Do I put her name and put age three? Do I leave it blank and indicate he has no siblings?
Hm. Then I wonder, why this is even relevant to checking his teeth?
I left it blank.
A lie. But somehow that is what helped me the most. She isn’t age zero, and she isn’t a spunky little three year old here.
On the way out, the sweet nurse who simply adored our shy and bashful son asked if he was my only one.
Awkward pause, and another lie.
“Have more. You guys make beautiful babies.”
It made me smile, thinking of the possibility of having another precious child someday. But the truth is we have another one. And she was the most beautiful little girl I have ever seen.