Done: A Conversation Guidebook

“So, are you guys done, then?”
Done with what?
Well-done, like a steak?
Oh, like buns in the oven?
Do, doing, did, done.
Doing “it”
Done with “it”
Done with sex, done with love?
Done with babies! Gotcha.
Oh, done with growing our family?
Done with the neverending, irreversible act of creating life--
Done with that?
My period is back.
I’d like to be done, but he thinks he wants one more.
Thinks that means we want one more.
We might try again.
We have talked about being done and
I do feel pretty done with the conversation.
I don’t know. Maybe we’re done.
Have we done our job?
Have we met the minimum standard of care?
The minimum number of kids?
Who is counting this?
We’re done.
Well, maybe God will send us one more.
Maybe we’ll be surprised.
But yeah, we’re done.
Why do you care if we’re done?
Sorry, yeah, you’re right, it’s always hard to tell if you should be done or not.
I never know when others are done.
How do we measure up?
Are they done?
Okay. But is she done?
We’ve checked the boxes, completed the list.
All that’s left is to, well, raise them.
To give every moment of my life, my feelings
My mental and emotional capacity.
No, right, not his mental and emotional capacity.
Just some of it.
See, he still has to work every day
So he’s not done.
Not in the same way.
Right but we’re done.
Yeah, I’m done.