As a relatively newly married couple, the GoodWife and I seem to be on the tips of so many people’s tongues in terms of expectancy. In the greater scheme of things, life takes a progression that is almost predetermined: Meet, date, engaged, married……kids.
Honestly, if I had a buck for every person who asked us the question: ‘So…when are there going to be some little Roets’ running around?’, I would be able to start decorating the nursery! Seriously, maybe I should. I can picture it now – the Smiths and the Jones’ would have paid for the crib, the in-laws for the paint and decorations, the Woodalls would cover the clothes and the Thompsons would have the first months putty-disposal-devices all wrapped up!
PEOPLE, we aren’t havin spawn just yet!
Please don’t get me wrong and not with wanting to sound vain, but I think we would make fantastic parents…when the time is right. I suppose the time is never really right to have kids, but at the moment we want it to be wrong. Both the GoodWife and I are really keen to enjoy each other as a married couple first, before having to worry about whose turn it is at two in the morning to silence the screaming offspring. I like my sleep too. We want to do things together, enjoy our hard-earned money on ourselves for a bit, travel and just be silly! Children are a massive responsibility and, finding it tough to look after each other is not going to be made any easier with a halfling in the mix.
At the other end of the scale I applaud all people who are thinking of, having, or have had children. They really are fantastic little creatures.
This takes me back to when I used to teach swimming to little tiny tots. They really do have such fantastic characters, uninhibited and trusting beyond any measure of doubt. Each child is different taking a little slice of each of their parents’ personalities and using that as a base for their own. You have to love their inquisitive eyes and probing questions, their fumbling fingers and brave steps. There is a rainbow that touches down on every child’s head because I am sure they are all tiny pots of gold. I look forward to having kids, and no, before you ask it, not yet. I understand my attitude seems to have changed through the course of this post. It may appear that I have convinced myself that maybe kids aren’t such a bad idea after all – I never said they were. They are fantastic, and I look forward to having my own, just not yet.
In the mean time everyone, let’s just keep asking. I think I will demand a buck next time.
Yours in reproduction
Brado
P.S. Congrats to Nat the Fat Rat on her baby to be!
P.P.S. Cheers to http://www.sangrea.net/ for their wicked free pic...
Friday, October 30, 2009
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It's hard to say one way or the other about kids. My 3 girls are my favorite people in the world, but having them so young was definitely a strain on the ol' marriage. I think if I could do it again, I might have waited longer. You gotta do what's right for both of y'all. But no mistake - kids are treasure.
Good post.
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