It’s not easy being green

April 2, 2010emily 3 Comments »

I debated so much about writing this post. I’ve written it in my head so many times, only to delete it (from my brain? it’s unclear) because I’m basically a wimp. But here goes: The thing is, I’m not like most other women. I knew very early on that I didn’t want children. As a young girl, I was never interested in babysitting. Petsitting, yes. Babysitting, no. The sound of a baby crying made me, even at that age, want to run screaming in the other direction. When I was a teenager, I declared to my friends that once I was old enough, I was going to get a hysterectomy. That’s how certain I was about it. And you really can’t, as a woman, say that to people. Even today, it’s so socially unacceptable for a woman to not want children. You’re seen as a sort of freak. And so I’ve learned to keep my mouth shut about this particular thing. Partly because of that, but also partly because I know things change sometimes. When I started dating, I knew I didn’t want to get married. It wasn’t something that interested me. And then I met John. And nothing changed. I still didn’t want to get married. I didn’t see the point in the piece of paper. We dated for five years before we got married. I’m not sure I could point to what, exactly, changed my mind about marriage. But it took awhile. Maybe I’m a late bloomer. So here I am, at 32, still wanting a little more time to decide about the whole baby thing. And let me tell you, you don’t want to be married yet childless at 32 while going home to visit relatives over the holidays without at least being pregnant. The number of questions we fielded about marriage all those years ago pales in comparison to the number of questions and weird looks we’re getting about babies. Even in the classroom: on the first day of this semester, as I was learning my students’ names, one of them gave me a sidelong look and said, “no kids, huh?” As if it was branded on my forehead. I don’t know how to end this, really. I wish I had more time in which to make this decision, and yet the clock ticks on: biology waits for no man.

3 Responses to this entry

  • soul-fusion Says:

    While I’ve always wanted children, I still get where you are coming from, in a way. If you don’t follow the socially prescribed route, people get confused and suspicious and sometimes even hostile. My recently married (after 8 years of dating) sister is receiving the full court press on the child issue from her new in-laws. They are especially pushy because another daughter-in-law (who is 40 I believe) doesn’t want children and for some reason they think that is their business. I am of the opinion that people should never be forced to marry or have children against their will because really that can only end up in someone (and likely everyone) being unhappy.
    Oh, and 32 is young. At least that is what I like to think at nearly 35 with no prospects in sight :)

  • Kimberly Says:

    A brave post, my friend. And Alyssa’s right – 32 is YOUNG. If it’s right, you’ll know, but don’t expect some big epiphany one way or the other.

    Also: avoid the trapeze/empire waist shirts and dresses…unless you want to add an air of mystery to Thanksgiving!

  • Tiffany Says:

    Great post, Emily. And I whole-heartedly agree with the other comments.

    And if you ever find yourself considering parenthood, I’d be happy to ship my kids to you for a week for a test drive. I wouldn’t even charge you. ;)

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