I can’t get pregnant from my husband, he is almost infertile. Treatment does not give results. He is the most ordinary man, neither narcissist nor alchemy. Powerful, reasonable, able to make money, kind to children. He wanted children, but we didn’t get it.
But it happened to a relative-Alkash, who is flying out of all the work, conceived three children and recently came to a sincere conversation "give us your three-bedroom apartment, and you will move to our one-room? You have no children, but we need them!"
It’s the peak of evolution, right?