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It was awkward, to go from yelling at the top of your lung in the restroom of the fertility clinic to walking next to each other with a cheerful four year old in between.

It didn't get any better as the day progressed when we barely said a word to each other, but still remained together throughout the day. As planned, we picked up Pao after the appointment, had lunch, then did the grocery shopping.

We came home to drop the groceries while waiting for Pao to finish her ballet class. I hid in my bedroom as he entertained himself out there doing God knows what, until it's almost 4 when he knocked softly on the slightly opened door.

"Are you asleep?" He asks in a low tone, trying to keep his voice down in case I'm napping.

I don't answer him, shutting my eyes tight to preten