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So, I got married a few months ago to a woman I have been with for nine years. I just turned 35, she'll be there in a few months.
I could have written this article. Changed a few names, sure, but we did it, met in one city, moved to new york, moved to los angeles. working great jobs, have great friends, do basically whatever we want to do.
over the past year or so, we have noticed, of course, that our friends are starting to have kids. more and more often, it seems, at least one woman at the party is drinking iced tea or saying she'll have a drink "later". we notice this, we smile, and then, when we get home, we moan about how we are never going to see HER again...
my wife's got some frogs, which seems to make her happy. of course she wants a bearded dragon now--two, actually, they like to have another around--which some might assume is just her subsituting for wanting kids...but really, it's not. she just likes little animals.
what's frustrating though, is that we are both basically the same "percentage" as far as wanting kids go. we have a lot of debt to pay off, and don't own a house yet, so we have several reasons for wanting to put it off...but we both quietly understand that, ugh, the clock is ticking.
and we're not sure what to do at all. we would be great parents...it's hard. gwen stefani sings something to the effect, the older I get, the more selfish I get...and it's true. we have been together so long and enjoy our life parameters so much that having a kid...well, it just seems like it would "ruin" everything as opposed to "changing everything for the wonderful-er".
I am really looking forward to reading what happens a year later and all the posts about this. I bet there are lot of people out there who read this article with nodding heads...
