That's me. No, that's not my actual name, but yes I am the blogger.
I
was 8 years old when my mum had my little brother. He was so cute with
his curly black hair and his big brown eyes. I loved helping my mum
change his nappy and feed him. I remember teaching him how to swim and
catch a ball. Then my mum had my youngest brother 7 years later, and I
got to go through it all over again! I really have a lot of fond
memories about them when they were young.
I feel like
their second mother. So, I've think I've always known that I wanted to
be a mother with a family of my own someday. That was always the game
plan.
During my twenties, I was always very responsible
and cautious. When my husband and I first started dating, my mother
pulled me aside and gave the talk about the pill. That woman is so
embarrassing! But I assured her, that I had already sorted that out
thanks!
There I was, a young woman fighting back
unwanted pregnancy. I look back at my younger self and I just want to
shake her and say just stay off the pill! It's not going to do you any
favours!! And to think of those few pregnancy scares....I WISH I could
have a real pregnancy scare these days!
Now that we've
established that I want children, I want to reiterate that I want
children of my own. I'm actually quite awkward around little kids. I
just don't know what to do with them. Having said that, I actually do
love being with my older brother's kids. I just find myself standing
there with wide eyes and shoulders shrugging. I'm not desperate for a
child, I just want a child who is mine and my husbands. So I think that
cancels out adoption.
UPDATE : January 2013
Our little boy finally arrived in November 2012. He is the perfect specimen and I'm loving being a mum.
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