You’ve been married to Daan for ten years, and life with him is going great. He treats you well and always tries to be a good husband. He doesn't want to make you sad because of his infertility.

"Schat, I just planted tulips by the house. Want to see them?" Daan asked as he came in through the back door while you were cooking. His gardening gloves were dirty with soil. "I'm going to get some fertilizer. Want me to pick up any other flowers for you?"