So, the woman did call me back this morning and asked me some questions about my fear. She said the way it would be set up is they would send a crew to my house to talk to me. They want to talk to Dante too, because they want to get his view on it, considering he's choosen to stay with me and give up having a biological child instead of leaving me to find someone who's willing to do it. He said, "I probably could find another woman who is willing to bear a child for me, but not one who would do that and still be as perfect for me as you are."
As far as women struggling to have children, I say so what because how does that apply to me NOT wanting to have one? When someone asks me what my biggest fear is, and I say pregnancy, and they reply with the fact that there are women out there that want children and don't have them, what is that supposed to mean to me in referrence to my fear? I know there are women out there that are trying to have children and really want them. I actually live down the street from a couple that have known my family since I was in preschool that can't conceieve and really want to. But still, I'm not them, and I'm not going to change myself or feel ashamed of my fear because of that. It could be the "you should be thankful you even can have a baby" thing, but again, that's telling me how I should feel about something that is entirely my own choice. I feel sorry for the couple down the street, I really wish they could have a baby because if anyone deserves to, it would be them. But still, that doesn't change the way I am.
And with family history of pregnancies, my mom said hers were all high risk (she was pregnant a few times before my sister and I. We actually have a half-brother that died shortly after being born, and there were other pregnancies that ended in miscarriage) so I know that mine would probably be high-risk as well. Which isn't much of a comfort.
The only person who hasn't been supportive about this is my sister. And the results of voicing her opinion made my MOM cry...not to mention pissed Dante off...she hasn't been back at our house since...