Evening ladies,
Wow, loads of green here in the past few days, I?m impressed! Can really relate to the comments from Suerock about your public persona. I was always fairly anti-child (and I still don?t get massively excited about children in general) in my 20s. In fact, I have a couple of bets on with friends from college that I won?t ever have children cos ?I?m a career woman, I am!?
Publically I am semi ?out?, as I did do a fair amount of dithering in real life. But I talked through my ?should I, shouldn?t I baby confusion with a couple of older women who I work with (I work in IT in the NHS ? so not too male dominated and a good maternity policy, it?s not a dangerous place to publically fertile!) who had both decided / life decided for them to not have kids. They both wouldn?t change anything in their lives and were very good at arguing the advantages of remaining childless, but are both conscious of feeling (occasionally) that they might have missed out on something worthwhile. To most people who ask (and I find that increasingly they do, and quite directly!), my official stance is that I am not particularly bothered either way, and there are lot of other things I would like to get done first. I tend to be more open with people I don?t know as well, and have not discussed at all with my (otherwise very close) family, except to tell my mum (when questioned directly) that I am happy to mother nature decide. I think that?s because if all my Aunties knew, they?d start knitting and would be actively looking forward to a baby, whereas I am still not at all sure if it?s all such a good idea, and don?t want it to be made real in that way. I am also genuinely concerned that we might not have fully functioning reproductive plumbing, and I don?t want to be carrying the weight of others peoples? expectation as well as my own.
Tonight I think I?m a bit amber. I was at a wedding this weekend that was full of pregnant women. On a table with two of them ? the upside was plenty of extra wine and champagne, downside was the sense of failure and irresponsibility at
a) having an empty womb
b) drinking egg-impeding quantities of bucks fizz and chardonnay and falling into bed in worn out drunken stupor, rather than cherishing fledgling fertility with folic acid and orange juice and maintaining sufficient sobriety to lure pissed DH into imparting seed at (apparently) most fertile day of the month.
But, on the upside, I did get to eat, drink and be merry. I didn?t have to avoid the prawns and stay off the booze, and we could stay in bed till checking out time and not have to worry about getting home to collect the kids. And that is pretty good; it?s a degree of freedom not to be squandered lightly. Maybe I actually want to carry on being the one who hasn?t conformed?
Well, having stormed the board in blaze of green, I seem to be retreating back to the red ground as the green lights switch on elsewhere (Levi and Confused, thrilling news from you both, I know there?s no such thing as a final decision here, but it?s great that you are stepping up a gear in the drive to conceive). I'm thinking maybe I'm just succoming to some sort of reproductive peer pressure and actually, all the really good reasons for not having kids feel reall good at the moment. Not even the thought of little white vests can break that resolve...