tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080011456375693185.post2732732137330686586..comments2023-07-07T02:09:07.483-07:00Comments on going places: the baby upstairs keeps cryingEmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03057130979646284694noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080011456375693185.post-45261690765015056482010-06-30T06:36:31.129-07:002010-06-30T06:36:31.129-07:00I know with 90% certainty that I do NOT want child...I know with 90% certainty that I do NOT want children. Once I got past the "playing Mommy with babydolls" stage the desire to have children all but disappeared. A lot of people call me selfish, but there are a lot of things I want to do in my life that children would make complicated if not impossible. I want to travel and have nice things. I want to be able to leave at a moment's notice and not worry about when I'll be home. I want to have sex in my living room with my husband and take grown-up vacations. <br /><br />Now I say 90% because there is a 10% part of me that watches "A Baby Story" and melts. That wants to know what it is like to hold a child that you helped create with someone you love. Just the other day I was on the couch and a character on TV was talking to his wife's pregnant belly. I asked Richard if he would ever do that, and if he would love our baby as much as the character did. He looked at me strangely and said, "Of course. It would be my child." Moments like that make me want to have a child with him and share that crazy adventure. To see him hold his son, teach his daughter how to play guitar. <br /><br />Who knows what life will bring me. Maybe one day when I'm 35 I'll want a baby and be mature enough to put their needs ahead of my own. For now I'll enjoy being selfish.Mandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09521230710207763792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080011456375693185.post-350898904918042572010-05-10T08:55:46.896-07:002010-05-10T08:55:46.896-07:00I've never really thought very hard about this...I've never really thought very hard about this. From the time I was very little carrying my Cabbage Patch "babies" around, I have always known that if I do nothing else in life, I will be a mother. I think it’s one of those natural drives that some have and others do not. If it turns out that I cannot have a child of my own, I would certainly adopt. There is an unspeakable bond between mother and child that I celebrated with my mother and cannot wait to celebrate with a child of my own one day. I think maybe it's because I appreciate being from a large family and the thought of being old, with our parents dying off and leaving Justin and me along one day is really scary. Families are built-in support systems; I don't have many true friends left even from high school but my family is still there to support me. I would hate for it to stop with me. <br />On the other hand, it doesn't seem foreign to me for some people to choose to remain childless. Amanda always told me she wasn't sure if she wanted kids. I think that’s okay too. I think having a child isn't something to do half-assed. Too many people have kids because they think they "should," not that they want to and then in turn can't (or won't) support them to the fullest. <br />Certainly, it’s a personal decision that shouldn’t be dictated by society or pressure to conform to what society deems “normal.”Sarah Cookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05157922831774407194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2080011456375693185.post-20218321733586393532010-05-08T19:51:53.619-07:002010-05-08T19:51:53.619-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com