Even though we've been in our new ward over 4 months, I went to enrichment for the first time tonight. I was excited, as I am loving our new ward. As I walked in I was hoping to see someone I knew to sit with. I noticed a sister that I know, I'll call her Andrea, and went and sat at the table she was at. Several other sisters I know joined us too. By the time we started there were 2 sisters at the table (including Andrea) who are pregnant.
As we were eating the conversation turned to babies, gender revels, births and such. I felt a little awkward, but I'm pretty used to it at this point. Before I had kids conversations like these were incredibly painful. Now that I have kids it's just a little awkward, but not painful. Anyways, I just sat there and listened to everyone's stories. I didn't think much of it.
Our enrichment ended and I went to leave. I turned and said bye to Andrea and she told me she wanted to tell me something. I went over to her, thinking it was probably business related, as that is always what people want to talk to me about. She then told me, "I wanted to tell you I am so sorry!". I was baffled, what do you mean? She added, "Aren't your kids adopted? I'm sorry about that conversation. I was trying to think of ways to include you!" She mentioned how rough it must have been for me.
After 12 years of struggling with infertility this was a first for me! Andrea not only realized that I was being excluded from the conversation/ experiences, but wanted to try to include me. She felt bad about that. Not only that, but actually voiced these things to me.
I told Andrea that I was fine and it was no big deal. I gave her a hug and told her thank you for thinking about me!
The world needs more people that that. People who not only care, but actually do something about it!
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