So I had some sort of epiphany. It's about having kids. I won't say that I don't want them. Rather, they aren't essential to my happiness. Some people, women and men, live for the time when they can create a life. I happen to not be one of those people. Although I do sometimes feel those "I want a baby!" pangs, it isn't a major life goal. But it has dawned on me that I could be happy with kids, if my husband wanted them. And we would have to have some long, hard, serious discussions about it before we just start trying to make a baby. But if I marry someone who doesn't want kids (or
*le sigh* don't get married at all, which is looking more and more like a possibility) then I'm good with that as well.
I think the major factor in me wanting/not wanting kids before has been whether I was with someone who appeared to have great daddy potential. And I'll certainly be looking at that when/if I get married. But now I can see a good, fun-filled, adventurous life whether there are little ones in it or not.
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At least you're one of the few who are thinking "husband first, child second." That rarely happens these days. I've met so many 19-year olds with kids that I started wondering if they were given to them as high school graduation gifts or something.
ReplyDeleteHA! I feel you on that. But a baby without a ring and a last name change is a no go for me!
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