A little less pressure, perhaps?

Most of my family have no idea about our 'problems' in the baby making department. Because of this, we're constantly pestered, and have been since we got married, as to when we're having kids. You know, we're not getting any younger. Normally I'm a pretty outspoken person but I just don't have the heart to tell my grandma to mind her own business.

But - given that my husband isn't living in the same province as myself, and hasn't been for months, it's as if we've been given a by. Nice. We'll take it.

It's amazing. Most of the time any FFF (fucking family function) is a stressful, anxiety inducing event meant to test my mental health with the constant barrage of baby-related questions.

Not any more! Not one child-based question in the last 4 months. NICE.

For the first time in years, I actually don't mind going to a family dinner, or even doing something as simple as picking up the phone. So, if there's a silver lining to hubs being away, it's the fact that it's prompted everyone to mind their own fucking business for a while.