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Of all the conversations I’ve had surrounding this topic, I had never thought about how this conversation might go with a significant other who wants children, or with his family who expect grandkids. I become uncomfortable as I sit between Colin and Bud. What if Colin wants to raise a family? If I became firm in deciding not to have children, it could be a deal breaker for us one day.

I stop traffic on the ride back home, trying to follow Colin through an intersection as he turns left. I feel so stupid, the hem of my dress flapping in the wind, threatening to fly up to my belly as I bike in front of the stopped cars. But as we turn down a less traveled road, Colin slows so I can ride next to him. He reaches his hand out to me. Carefully, I lift one of my hands off the handles, seeing if I can maintain balance. In an embarrassingly slow motion, I reach a shaking hand out. He takes my hand in his for a brief moment. Then I wrench mine back again, the bike wobbling dangerously beneath me.