SO, SO happy to have found this site! Up until the past year or so, having kids has always been something that was just expected or inevitable�like getting a driver�s license, going to college, getting married. One of those things that is only a matter of time until you do it and society and family expects it.
The impending �deadline� set forth by DH for reproducing has been looming over me like a
big dreadful cloud for years. (He wants to start when he's done with school - he will be 33. It shouldn�t feel like that. I can honestly say I have never wanted to reproduce, it just felt like something that I had to do just for the sake of doing. In other words, it felt like producing babies was just one of those things that every woman has to go through.
The entire thing is completely foreign, awkward and downright annoying to me. I cannot stand any part of it. There has not been a single baby, baby shower, or conversation about babies that hasn�t made me
feel like a complete alien. It really makes me feel bad sometimes that my own inability to relate to the whole process might come off as me being bitchy, stuck up, or inconsiderate. But you can't make 'em all happy.
Then I realized (and got up the courage to allow myself to believe) that I have a
choice. Ah ha!! The truth is that everyone has a choice over what they do or don�t do in their lives. Seems like such a simple idea, but I think many people miss it! It�s such a simple idea, but when I actually came to believe that I could have one � I was energized, excited, and relieved. It just fills me with happiness to finally be accepting of my own thoughts. I feel liberated and free.
I have only recently come into my own and discovered that there are so many dreams, ambitions, and personal goals that I want to accomplish. Considering that I feel I have only really recently started �living�, it has been a short life so far! For me, it�s such a sacrifice to let go of all the things I really love and want to do and replace them with mothering � something I know I have no desire to do.
DH and I have been married for 5 1/2 years. You can imagine the number of conversations we've had asking "when are you going to start, already!" , including my lovely mom randomly calling to update me on which of my old classmates (with whom I have no connection with anymore) are having babies. And I should care why??
Needless to say, DH has held the assumption that "one day" when we were done with school and settled into our jobs, etc. -- we would start the family. He is aware that I am not excited about it, but I think he probably believes that with time I will want it. I have never told him directly that I DO NOT want to reproduce. We're a happy family right now, I have lists upon lists of reasons why I want to remain CF-- and no amount of lists can justify my reasoning better than saying, "I choose to remain CF." And I shouldn't feel the need to justify, but I do.
Which brings me to divulging this information in detail to DH and my fears about his response. He has made comments about "how we'll raise our kids" ands such, and I just basically sit in silence and then change the subject. Although lately he has mentioned, "maybe we won't even have any." I love him and want him to have everything in life, but this is where I draw the line. I REFUSE to give-in out of love-- wanting to give him something he wants, making his life "full", and whatever else he might think a child brings.
Sheesh, I am going on and on.
Yes, I know I need to talk to him. We're both in grad school right now, and there's just no good time (bad excuse, I know). But the next time he drops a comment about this, I will definitely start the discussion rather than changing the subject to vacation plans!
Thanks for reading! Looking forward to relinquishing my lurker status here!