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Biological Clock

Growing up I was never one of those girls who flocked to carriages carrying babies and ooh’ed and aah’ed at how wonderfully cute they were. I liked kids, sure, they’re fun. I didn’t mind babysitting, I really enjoyed playing with kids because I never grew out of my “let’s pretend” stage, still havent, I have a crazy imagination. Anyway, even with the fun I had with kids I never really wanted one of my own, I guess I just didn’t want the responsibility, didn’t want all the work it took, and was always afraid I’d make a terrible parent. Recently however my feelings have changed a bit.

I knew when I started dating Myk that he’d want kids, I figured we could cross that bridge when we came to it, and maybe I would change my mind. So the other morning I was making some French toast for Myk and I, and I had this little thought “wouldn’t it be so great if I could make breakfast every morning for kids?” … It was one of those thoughts that just somehow pop into your head out of nowhere, and until you think them you have no idea that you felt that way. But of course it started a whole avalanche of such thoughts. Is this what they mean when they say my biological clock has started going off? hehe. It’s really not “i need kids right now” just I definitely want some (or maybe only one) in the future and I really think I’ll enjoy it. This may not seem like much to the casual reader, but if you know me as well as my closer friends do, this is a startling revelation.

So it’s come to a point where we decided we need to seriously start saving money for a house. This means cutting back our living expenses, fewer dinners out (i know i have said this before), saving money on groceries, renting fewer movies at blockbuster. It shouldnt be too hard, we really tend to be careless at times.

It’s my friends from Belgium’s birthday today… a couple from chat (Yann and Frost), they have the same birthday, which is cute, and convenient for him I’m sure, hehee. Anyway I gotta go make them an ecard n stuff *wanders off*

One Comment

  • MorganHorse

    Okay, so here’s the part where I show up and try to talk you out of this.  But…I’m not sure that I’m going to.  Personally I stay away from kids as much as possible…give me a kid, a horse, and an hour and I’ll try to teach them to ride but that’s about all the interaction I need.  And I don’t understand the desire to want kids of one’s own.  We’re very different people though, and far be it for me to tell anyone else what to do.

    But yes, once I realized you were being serious I had a moment of shock…panic, perhaps.  Kids?  That’s a huge decision that I can’t even fathom.  So I’m not going to.  Okay, I’m done.