No, you don’t have to through me a pity party, or give me cheese with my wine, or even play the worlds smallest violin, I’m just asking you let me vent for a minute and possibly give me an “Amen” if you feel me.
I know what it’s like to hear people talk about wanting babies and it can be EXTREMELY annoying. I know how it feels… I’ve been there. Now, I fear I’m becoming that person I hate. I’m really trying not to. I hardly even talk about it around my friends, especially not the ones without kids… Or friends who aren’t even married. Oh no, many of them just don’t understand. I really try to keep all of my thought and urges contained at home, and here on this blog (where people can read as they please).
Well occasionally, my feelings for wanting a baby will slip. Usually this is ok around my closest friends. They won’t bash me, cut me down, or try to convince me I’m crazy. No, especially not my married friends (the few on the list still without children), because a lot of them know what I’m talking about. But occasionally it’ll slip around the wrong person and I get my feelings hurt.
Now even on my worst day, back in the day, when I thought my young married friends craving babies were weird–Really weird, I never said they shouldn’t do it. I’d maybe try to convince them why it would be cooler to wait with me… Travel, have fun, be young and spontaneous! But I’d never sincerely tell someone not to do it, or explain to them why I though they weren’t ready–That’s none of my business, and just like I wouldn’t want someone telling me I’m “evil” or “threaten me” for waiting, I tried to show people the same respect.
Well, sometimes when it slips with me I’ll get a snide response like “well could you afford it?”–Maybe not, but even if I couldn’t I don’t really need someone else reminding me, I mean don’t you think I’d know that people person?
I can’t help but feel like I’m turning into that annoying woman… But see, I think it’s weirder outside of Utah. In Utah everyone talks about babies, you get use to it and it eventually becomes less annoying. Here… If you mention you want a kid more than once a month you’re all of a sudden the person with an obsession. Ok, ok… So I have a baby blog and no baby. So what?
That’s it! No more baby talk… Not outside of here that is. I’m tired of people making their own assumptions of why I am not fit to be a mom. If you want to try to convince me of why it’s cooler to stay on the cool list that’s fine, or if you want to tell me why I should just go ahead and get knocked up… Be my guest, but it stings a little when you tell me I shouldn’t because you don’t think I’m ready.