I've name changed for this as it may have the potential to be outing. I know this post is going to be more a ramble but it's absorbing all of my thoughts at the moment that seem to be going in all directions - maybe writing it down will help?!
I'm 28 and left a LTR last year as essentially he was a manchild, cocklodger and I developed the ick. We were planning on starting a family this year as I worked out the maths that I could afford to bring a child into the world (I paid for all of the mortgage/bills as it was while he was meant to be concentrating on clearing his debts... that only increased!)
In an ideal world I would have got out of that relationship and the perfect man would have fallen into my lap but that might actually take years.. or may never happen!
Deep down all I want is to become a mum, I really don't care about being a wife and the reason I work so bloody hard is to my future child/ren will have a better life than me. I've been broody since I was 15, i'm the crazy aunt who volunteers for all childcare, I'm a volunteer for a youth organisation, worked as an au pair x3, I've planned the garden four years ago for where the swingset will go and that where I live has good schools... (It's not just a 'I think babies are cute and i'm a bit bored with life...')
A family member has recently announced she's pregnant (She's a good mum but in her early twenties, second child, lives in a one bed flat and doesn't stand a chance of moving out unless the council classes her as overcrowded) and everyone is understandably excited but I can't help but feel bitter.
A couple of months ago I was feeling really down as this was meant to be the year and it seems years away. Out of curiosity I googled sperm donation and now I can't seem to shift it out of my mind that it's a good idea. Financially i'm somewhat secured, I have a good career, I'm on the property ladder, I'm an independent person that being alone doesn't necessarily mean lonely, and I have a large enough family that the child won't be short of love.
Obviously the massive downside is that my child wouldn't have a conventional upbringing but surely it's better to be a donor child than having a 'dad' thats half arsed and done a disappearing act or caught between solicitors as i've married someone that I wasn't compatible with?
As i'm obsessed (there's no over way to explain it and i'm usually a sane person) with falling pregnant I don't even feel like I can date properly. I seem to have a mental checklist of what i'm looking for and having an interview would be better suited than an actual date..
I've told myself to calm down, finish this career defining contract this year and next year to look more seriously into it.. but I've got the idea stuck in my head like it's a done deal.
Please feel free to talk me out of this or tell me that i'm bonkers... or even if you've got any advice as I've not got anything in real life yet.