The experiences and exploits of a college grad trying to make it in the "real world:" leaving school and friends in New England, moving south, and living with her boyfriend. Watch as I pretend to be an adult.
I've always found that song to be incredibly creepy. I think it's because the first version I heard featured this male french singer with a very raspy, very deep voice...and the word "pedophile!" just jumped to mind and stuck there. I still twitch a bit when I hear the first chords.
But this post isn't about creepy songs. It's about children- sort of.
Why does almost no one believe I don't want children? Or, rather, why does almost no one in my family accept my (oft repeated) statement that I do not see maternity in my future?! It is incredibly frustrating, and for some strange reason the patronizing smiles that accompany phrases like "you'll change your mind in time," and "just wait a few years" have increased dramatically since my family met Elija. This is bizaare. Why is it so difficult to believe that I would want to live my own life instead of devoting it to a brood of rugrats? And why on earth would they think that Elija would have any say in the matter?
Ok, perhaps that's a bit harsh; clearly the decision to have children is one that has to be made by both people in the relationship/marriage, yaddah yaddah yaddah. But, ignoring the fact that one year of dating does not a permanent relationship make- even if I were, say, married, why on earth would I have children just to make my husband happy? Please! Morning sickness, stretch marks, weight gain, 4-5 months of serious discomfort- and that's all before actually giving birth to a squalling, pooping, feeding machine. Goodbye full night's sleep, disposable income, free time, and sex life. No thanks!
Look, it isn't that I hate babies; my neice Olivia is very cute, and I enjoy playing with her for twenty minutes or so. But I just can't see having one of my own. I don't want the bother or the responsibility- I'll be more than happy to be an aunt: there for the fun times and quick to hand the little sucker back when it needs feeding or changing or a swat on the bottom.
After 22 posted at 10:54 AM
