There is this rhythmic noise that is getting louder as the years roll on.
No matter how much I ignore it, it is not going away. It is pounding with an urgency that is hard to ignore.
I just skidded past the middle of my thirties. Apparently the thirties are the new twenties except I am not sure that my ovaries got the memo.
The thing is that I do want to have a baby or two some day. But certainly not now, and not in the foreseeable future. I would like to start in 10 years time… perhaps… maybe then I will be ready.
We met an elderly couple on the shuttle from the hotel to Gatwick airport on Sunday. They were on their way to Mexico for a few weeks before returning to their holiday house in the South of France. After a fun conversation it was apparent that they had travelled almost as much as we have.
“Nice to do it while you are young” they said. We asked if they had children… “Oh no” they chuckled, “we couldn’t have retired if we had children”.
We meet these kinds of people a lot. Adventurous older couples who have set up their lives exactly as they want to, or travel at their leisure, or fulfill one dream after another… because they don’t have kids.
Not to say that plenty of parents don’t do these things too. They do! But we don’t cross their paths so often, so our perspective is skewed.
The idea of kids is a conundrum. I want the experience of having them. I want to see what they look like…. I am even looking forward to childbirth… there I said it! I must have watched about 300 women give birth on TV and I find it magical every time.
John cringes when he hears the screams of labour emanating from my laptop. ARRRGH not childbirth AGAIN! Put on your headphones!
If I had a whole other life I might become a midwife. I would have four kids super young and spend my life devoted to giving them an amazing start to life.
But the thought of bringing a baby into my busy, relaxed and adventurous life is a thought that comes with dread. I am not ready to change our lives in that way. I am not ready to share my energy, and give all my attention to a little human.
It seems grossly unfair that I have to hurry the #*@% up and decide if I am going to start trying or perhaps lose the opportunity… if I haven’t already.
There are so many what if’s and buts, pro’s and con’s and potential outcomes that I am decidedly on the fence .
The clock is ticking. We could just wait it out. We can always adopt older kids or foster kids or babysit from time to time if we every settle in future.
Or we could admit that we are happy in our selfish worlds that revolve around our own wants and needs.
Or we could just give in to the rabid life force that is desperately pushing to procreate, and just deal with what we get along the way.
What do you think? Should I have kids?
Parents and child-free people please weigh in! Should I have kids? Tell me what you would choose if you were us… We are undecided and could be swayed either way… your votes please!
This has got me thinking… Maybe we should put up a poll and let you the readers decide… The ultimate crowd sourcing – choose our future family… I am only half-joking here peeps!
Also if you do have kids, please check out Travel Kids Club… launching really really soon :)