I am getting to the point in my life when my friends either have children, are preganant, or constantly talk about starting their own families. I spent the weekend with my friend and her infant son. This evening I had dinner with another friend that is 7 months pregnant. After almost a straight week of listening to stories about placentas, breast feeding, and actually seeing what a pregnant belly button looks like, I had a huge urge to immediately down an entire packet of birth control pills.
I am obviously not even remotely ready to think about having children just yet. However, I am determined not to lose touch with friends who have already joined the ranks of mommy-hood. There is defnitely a social line that seperates mommies and the childless singletons. Since I don't know a whole lot about motherhood, I am naturally curious to find out everything I can in case plans B, C, and D fail and I actually have to go through it all someday. This does not mean that I want unsolicited advice on how often you have to pee when your pregnant or how many cup sizes you gained during your second trimester. Perhaps certain life mysteries are better experienced first hand.
For the record, I do like kids, especially those reproduced from my dear friends. R left me alone with her son for a few minutes this weekend and I almost got kind of attached - almost. Then she mentioned something about having to blow his nose with a can of air and I just about lost my poutine. In the meantime I'm completely ok with being the cool aunt. In fact, if your child is toilet trained and enjoys watching Fox News then I can't wait to babysit for them.
About Me
- pahkcah02
- Boston, Massachusetts, United States
- I am a 28 year old sales rep who spends most of the day working out of a "virtual" office, which in reality is actually my bedroom. I started this blog because I've always enjoyed writing and having people actually read my blog is the ultimate ego-boost. I originally started off on MySpace but recently decided to join the "big leagues" here on Blogger. For the most part, I'm your typical scotch-drinking, potty-mouthed nice Jewish girl living in the suburbs of the greatest city in the history of western civilization, Boston, Massachusetts. I first left my area code during college, when I interened at a dotcom in London. You'd think that after meeting all sorts of interesting people from diverse cultures that I would become some type of open-minded intellectual. Completely fed up with whiny Euro-trash, upon my return to Boston I quickly became a registered Republican - I haven't looked back since. I like to write about everything from "global warming" to quirky travel stories to one hit wonders recorded in the 1990's. If you'd like to comment that's fine, so long as you're not an asshole about it. Thanks for stopping by.
2 comments:
This post made me pee my pants - okay - almost.
It's a nasal aspirator, not a can of air spray!
And it's okay that you don't want to have kids... you're entitled. I'll still love you anyhow. As long as you get to be Sean's cool Auntie Sherrie - all is good. You can use my name on your blog - you don't have to call me "R"...
See ya in a week and a bit. Maybe I'll even let you watch Sean again for a few minutes ... unless my mom hogs him!
What kind of parent would let their child watch Fox News. I know you would Sherrie, it kind of scares me. Bill O'Reilly is a huge tool. Sorry.
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