On a casual shopping afternoon with Kylie Kelsey, Taylor Swift entered a Kansas City baby boutique and picked up a nice blue blanket while crying. Kylie’s first query would be incorrect. However, what she learned about Taylor and Travis’s altercation from the night before would expose flaws in what everyone believed to be the ideal partnership.
and Kylie Kelsey would land up in the middle of the most crucial discussion her brother-in-law and his girlfriend had ever had to have. February 19th, 2025, 2:15 p.m. People enjoying the unusually warm winter afternoon created a type of midweek buzz that bustled around Kansas City’s Plaza Shopping District. Three days prior, Kylie Kelsey had proposed a shopping excursion to Taylor Swift, believing that both of them would benefit from some alone time away from the rigors of football season, music studios, and the continual strain of being watched by
everyone. Taylor, who was dressed casually in sporting sunglasses, said, “Thank you for this.” as they pass store windows that enable them to blend in with the crowd more than their regular public appearances permit. I’ve been so engrossed in the studio that I forgot what daylight looks like.
Kylie laughed, adjusting her designer handbag. Believe me, I get it. With Jason’s schedule and three kids, sometimes I feel like I’m living in a different time zone from the rest of the world. They had already visited two clothing stores and a bookstore where Taylor insisted on purchasing books for Kylie’s daughters, and Kylie chose a scarf that she thought would look great with Taylor’s co- collection.
The afternoon was laid-back and cozy. the kind of camaraderie that had grown organically over the previous two years as Taylor became more assimilated into the Kelsey family. However, Taylor stopped moving and stared at a store window with a look that Kylie couldn’t quite read. You okay? Following Taylor’s gaze, Kylie inquired as to what had drawn her attention. A baby store.
The window display showcased a lovely nursery setup with soft pastels, little outfits, and the kind of gorgeous infant. items that made even non-parents stop and smile. “Yeah,” Taylor said, but her voice sounded strange. “Actually, can we go in here for a second?” Kylie raised her eyebrows. “A baby store? Are you shopping for someone?” Taylor answered, and before Kylie could ask any more questions, she was pushing open the door.
The store smelled like lavender and new fabric. Soft music was playing overhead and displays of tiny shoes, onesies, and nursery furniture created an atmosphere that was both serene and emotionally. “Taylor,” Kylie said softly as Taylor stopped in front of a display of baby blankets. “What’s going on?” Kylie asked, observing how Taylor’s expression had changed from the carefree joy of their afternoon to something more complex.
Taylor charged through the store slowly, her fingers trailing over soft blankets and tiny clothes. Taylor picked up a soft blue blanket with white stars embroidered on it. She held it against her chest, and that’s when Kylie saw the tears starting to form in her eyes. “I need to buy this,” Taylor whispered.
Kylie felt her heart start racing. “Oh my god, was Taylor about to tell her what she thought she was about to tell her?” “Taylor?” Kylie moved closer, lowering her voice, even though they were the only customers in this section of the store. “Are you are you pregnant?” Taylor looked up, and the tears that had been threatening to fall finally spilled over.
“No,” she said, her voice breaking slightly. “But I don’t know if I’m ever going to be.” “Now, wait just a minute.” Kylie did not anticipate this. “Here. What do you mean?” Kylie asked, gently, guiding Taylor to a corner of the store where they had more privacy. Did something happen? Are things going well between you and Travis? We had our first real fight last night.
I mean, our first serious raised voices might not be okay kind of fight. Kylie felt a cold wave of concern wash over her. Over the past 2 years, she’d seen Taylor and Travis together countless times, and they’d always seemed so solid, so genuinely happy. The idea that they were. Tell me what happened, Kylie whispered.
We were having dinner at his house. just a normal Tuesday night, and Jason had called earlier to tell Travis about you guys deciding to try for another baby.” Kylie nodded. She and Jason had recently made that decision, though they hadn’t made it public yet. “And I made a joke,” Taylor continued.
“Something dumb and casual like maybe we’ll be pregnant at the same time, and Travis just went completely quiet.” Kylie asked, “How? Like shut down quiet? Like conversation over quiet?” I tried to laugh it off, but he wasn’t laughing. So, I asked him what was wrong, and he told me we needed to talk about something serious. Taylor’s hand was shaking now as she held the blanket.
He told me that he’s not ready to think about kids yet, that his career is at a crucial point, andthat he needs to focus on football for at least three more years, maybe longer. Kylie felt sick to her stomach. Kylie firmly stated, “That’s completely valid. I’m going to be 36 this year. women’s fertility starts declining significantly after 35.
If we wait three more years, I’ll be almost 40. That the biological clock is real, even if it’s unfair. However, Travis said something that broke my heart, causing Taylor’s voice to crack once more. Maybe you should have thought about that before dating someone 5 years younger than you. Kylie gasped that way. But you can’t unring that bell, you know.
And I realize that after 2 years of dating, we’ve never really discussed this. We’ve joked about it and made vague remarks about someday, but we’ve never sat down and had the real conversation. So, what happened after that? Kylie asked. I left. Taylor said simply, “I needed space to think, and I went to my Nashville house.
I’ve been there since last night and he’s been calling and texting, but I’d know what to say because I’m not sure if we want the same. Kylie glanced at the baby blanket in Taylor’s hands and asked, “Why are you buying that?” Taylor said, tears streaming down her face. I realized something this morning. I want this. I want a baby.
I want to be a mom, and I’ve been so afraid to push too hard or seem too demanding that I’ve never been honest about how much I want. And now I’m terrified that the man I love might not want the same thing. This wasn’t just about a fight. Kylie carefully asked Taylor, “What did Travis say when you left?” Apart from trying to call you back, his last text this morning said, “Please come home so we can talk.
I love you and we can figure this out, but I don’t know if we can figure it out. Either he wants kids or he doesn’t. Either he’s willing to have that conversation now or he’s not. I can’t force him to want the same timeline I want. Kylie made a decision at that point and took out her phone. What are you doing? Taylor asked. Kylie, I can’t ask you to do that.
This is between me and Travis. You’re not asking, I’m offering. As someone who has been married for 7 years and has three children, I can tell you that the conversations you don’t have are far more dangerous than the ones you do. I’m texting Travis to meet us at his house in an hour. You’re going to buy that blanket and we’re all going to have the conversation you should have had last night, but this time I’ll be there.
Kylie grinned and said, “Come on, let’s buy this blanket and go have a conversation about the future.” An hour later, they were sitting in Travis’s living room. He had obviously been pacing because his hair was a mess and he looked like he hadn’t slept. And when he saw Taylor walk, he said, “Plus, Travis is my brother-in-law, and I love him, but sometimes men need someone to translate what they’re actually trying to say versus what comes out of their mouths.
” “Hey,” he began, but Kylie raised a hand and said, “Okay, before anyone says anything, here are the rules.” His relief was evident. First, don’t interrupt other people when they’re speaking. Second, don’t retract your statements or claim that you didn’t mean what you said. Three. Complete cander, even if it causes pain. I understand.
Travis and Taylor both nodded, appearing a little takenback by Kylie’s assertiveness. Well done, Travis. Taylor told me about the altercation from last night. It’s your turn. Tell me what you think happened. Travis went through his hair with his hands. I became terrified. That’s the real deal. She joked that you and Jason were pregnant at the same time, and I went into total fear.
What? I’m not sure whether I’m ready, so Kylie asked bluntly. Furthermore, I’m not sure if I’ll ever be prepared. I love Taylor more than anything, and I know she wants children, so that scares me. But what if I’m not capable of doing this? What happens if I become like my father? It was there. Beneath it all is the true fear, Taylor whispered.
Travis, additionally, Kylie could sense the mixture of grief and love in her voice. You are not your father. Even though he made mistakes. What if I am though now? Travis’s voice was frantic. The fear was all over the place. What happens if I become so preoccupied with football that I overlook everything crucial? What happens if I become resentful of the baby for interfering with my work? What happens if I’m not loving, patient, or present enough? Travis Kelsey Kylie said aggressively.
For the past 2 years, I have observed you with my daughters. You lie on the ground and engage in pretend play. You recall their favorite hues and the names of their plush creatures. Even though you’re worn out from rehearsal, you attend their dancing recital. Travis countered. You’re already good at this, but being an uncle is different from being a dad.
You’re correct, Kylie concurred. It’s not the same. It’s more difficult, more persistent, and more draining. However, it’s also the mostbeautiful and fulfilling thing you’ll ever accomplish. Additionally, the fact that you’re afraid of making a mistake indicates that you would make an excellent father because only those who genuinely care about completing are afraid of doing things incorrectly.
Travis gave Taylor a look. I didn’t mean it the way it came out when I mentioned that you were older. I apologize for hurting you. I was lashing out because I was afraid. Taylor said, “I know you’re sorry, but this is what I want you to comprehend right now. I’m not asking you to be prepared.
I need to know that you eventually desire this, but I’m not asking that we start trying for a baby right away. And I have to understand that my body will finally make the choice for us. Which timeline are you considering? Travis inquired. I want us to actively try to have a baby within the next 2 years, Taylor clearly stated. That keeps us within a realistic biological window, gives us time to get married if that’s something we want, and gives you time to focus on your career.
Travis remained silent for a considerable amount of time, and Kylie observed his thoughts closely. “Can I tell you what I’m really afraid of, “Please,” Taylor pleaded in response to Travis’s final words. “I’m frightened that if we have a baby, you’ll see that I’m insufficient. Fear you’ll wish he’d pick someone better, someone more suited to family life.
When you witness my difficulties or failures as a father?” Taylor’s expression relaxed entirely. She crossed the couch to grasp his hands. Do you know why I fell in love with you, Travis? Due to my extraordinary football abilities. His voice was unsteady as he attempted to jest. Due to your kindness, because when I’m taking myself too seriously, you make me chuckle.
Because you’re kind and patient with your family. Take your time and be open about your anxieties. These characteristics, not perfection or humanity, are precisely what define a good father, Travis said. I want to give you everything you want. He was crying now too. I want to be the man who can provide you with a family you are worthy of.
All I’m afraid about is disappointing you. Then Taylor remarked, “Let’s be afraid together. And rather than closing down, let’s discuss it. Are you able to do that?” Travis gave a nod. 2 years. 2 years. Taylor affirmed. We also discuss these topics in the meantime. We don’t hold off until turns into a brawl.
Instead of waiting till they are big, we have the awkward conversations when they are small. Travis pulled Taylor into his arms and whispered, “I can do that. I apologize for shutting down. I apologize for the hurtful thing I said. I apologize for giving you the impression that your timetable was unimportant.” Tears welled up in Kylie’s eyes as she silently watched this whole conversation.
This was the definition of true love. Not the beautiful gestures, the difficult conversations, the Instagram pictures, or the readiness to be susceptible. So, are we all right? Against Travis’s chest, Taylor inquired. Travis answered, we’re better than okay. In reality, we are discussing the important topics. Pulling back, Taylor reached into the shopping bag she had brought in.
She took the blue star blanket out. I purchased this today as a reminder that we will require it at some point. Travis picked up the blanket and held it with care as if it were valuable. Like you, it’s flawless. I’m not flawless, Taylor remarked. As I approach my 36th birthday, I’m anxious and concerned about fertility.
And when I’m in a panic, I say cruel things because I’m terrified and foolish. Travis continued. Kylie said, “You’re both human.” And that’s precisely how it ought to be. Can we order pizza now? I get hungry from emotional labor. The tension that had pervaded the room gradually subsided as they all laughed.
Later that night, when Taylor and Travis were alone on his couch with a baby blanket between them after Kylie had left for home, Travis said something that Taylor would never forget. I appreciate you sticking with us when I terrified. Thank you for being willing to talk about it, Taylor said. Even when it was frightening, “What you said about being afraid together has been on my mind. That appeals to me.
I appreciate the notion that as long as we’re working together, we don’t need to have everything figured out. Partnership, honesty, and someone who doesn’t flee when things get complicated are all I’ve ever wanted,” Taylor remarked. 6 months later, Travis said, “I’m not running. Not from you. Not from this.
Not from whatever our future looks like, even though it scares me. 2 years after that conversation in his living room, when Taylor would call Kylie from the bathroom of their new home with a positive pregnancy test and her shaking hands, the first thing she would say when Travis proposed to her on a peaceful Rhode Island beach was, “I bought a matching pink one with white stars because he wanted to be ready for whatever their future held, whethertheir first baby was a boy or a girl or both.
” I appreciate you forcing us to have that discussion. What do you think about this honest discussion about timelines and fears? Have you ever had to mediate between people you love? Sometimes the most difficult conversations result in the strongest ones. Thank you for not allowing us to pretend everything was fine when it wasn’t because sometimes the most significant moments in a relationship aren’t the romantic ones. Foundations.
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