My friends constantly hounded me after GE was born to get pregnant again. "You guys have a gorgeous daughter..you shouldn't waste those genes". or "You don't want her to be AN ONLY CHILD do you?!" or "Now you should try for A BOY!" (like that was the holy grail.)
Actually...I would tell them...THAT is my GREATEST FEAR! That the next one WOULD be a boy. I have NEVER in all my life wanted SONS. I come from a family full of girls. There are a few boy cousins and while sweet as pie they really are not as family oriented, as successful, as involved as the women.
Women pass on the traditions and the wisdom all the while they are out there every day making their mark on the world.
Little girls are the MOST fun humans on the planet.
It is all I can do to get through a play date with my daughters friends who are little boys.
They whine, they are inappropriate, they throw shit fits for no good reason, they tear up the place and most of the time I'm pretty sure they have mental issues.
The boys here at least.
One boy tried to KILL my daughter quite literally. The other was a whiner and would fall down on the floor and lose his mind THE SECOND the other children would not let him control the games/toys. And the other has behaviour issues, one being that he likes to try and rub himself against my daughter every chance he can.
(But the parents are total freaks too so who knows what occurs in that house.)
My husband has four brothers and two sisters. The sisters live in other states and the boys all live right next door to the parents (Except my husband). Guess who they see more? THE GIRLS!
That's right folks. My in-laws actually see more of their daughters and talk to them on the phone more than the sons who live less that a mile from their house!!!!
And there you have it...MEN.
Who is more successful in most families...the women.
So MY DREAM was always to have 3 little girls running around.
When we did have this latest oopsie I actually went into a depression at the thought that I could soon be the proud parent of a BOY. Seriously.
The clothes are boring, the toys are boring, the boy scouts, the stupid SPORTS games. I can't do it.
The day they told me it was a girl I almost FAINTED from joy. The tech said "Did you not want a boy?" My daughter was in the room with us and said "Heck no. Boys leave their mothers!" Everyone laughed. We were serious.
Who wants to spend their whole life wiping the nose and ass of a little being who will one day grow up and forget to call you on your BIRTHDAY. Who has their secretary/wife/sisters pick out the mothers day gift. (If your lucky enough to even get one from them).
No..give me a daughter. Give me a dozen of them!!
My husbands ex girlfriend said "God is punishing your karma with your other girlfriends by giving you daughters".
And that right there is why women are not further up the food chain than men despite our ability to think on both sides of our brain at once. (unlike males). They really do see themselves as inferior beings.
Pathetic.
I see us as the future of the world and the reason the family unit even exists any more.
THANK HEAVEN....for little girls.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Advanced Maternal Age
Can I just tell you how I LOATHE that phrase.
Soooooo very much.
I actually told my midwife to write down in my chart that the phrase is not to be used in my presence again. That ANY reference to my age should be dealt with by saying "Because your a haggard old lady who should not be having babies....."
She actually humors me. I love her.
Actually this is EXACTLY when I should be having babies. In the words of my friend Jet (When I emailed her that I had just calculated my age when my kid graduates college..) "Ah, but old people having babies (who had one hell of a fine time in their 20's and 30's while they looked hot and knew what to do with it) at the same time their friends (who got knocked up with the first guy who wasn't a troglodyte) and are now seeing that taught forward... not so depressing."
EXXXX-ACTLY.
All of my cousins married waaay too early. Prodded on by their mother who married as a teenager and then divorced and then remarried as a teenager and has been so miserable she has forced them to do the same lest they go on to actually LIVE A LIFE and be happier than she is. Now they all get to be miserable (and in some cases divorced..the smart ones) TOGETHER!! YAY!!!
It's a Texas Thang.
They are very tied up with "age".
Me? I don't even want to imagine the type of mother I would have made before the age of 30. Don't. Want. To. Know.
I have friends who had babies early and they were AMAZING at it. They are watching the kids graduate from high school now and are THRILLED to be done and I am happy for them. For me? Never would have worked.
The mere SUGGESTION of marriage back then made me break out into a rash. Only my husband changed my mind.
That only child thing I guess.
I loved every second of being single and free.
And now I love every second of being married and being a mother.
I have a child who is SUPER smart, funny (her humor slays people) and a GORGEOUS husband who spends his evenings chopping fruit and veggie plates for my lunch the next day. For me to eat. While he is working. And I'm fanning myself on the sofa.
(Oh please..I've HAD A JOB. That was easy compared to what I do all day now. THIS my friends...is work).
When my daughter was evaluated at 3 and told she could read on a first grade level...a third grade level by the time she actually entered kindergarten (which she is skipping for second grade) I think that answered my husbands "WHAT DO YOU DO ALL DAY?!" inquiry. He brags about me everywhere.
MY WIFE breast fed for 2 years!
MY WIFE made her own baby food!
MY WIFE was doing cloth diapers before it became the norm!
MY WIFE only allows our toddler whole foods.
People hate me before we're ever introduced. But really? What the hell else was I going to do. And all the books I've read and Oprah's I've watched..maybe some of it actually sunk in. Between cocktail parties and trips abroad.
Things I can tell my daughters about in their twenties.
Soooooo very much.
I actually told my midwife to write down in my chart that the phrase is not to be used in my presence again. That ANY reference to my age should be dealt with by saying "Because your a haggard old lady who should not be having babies....."
She actually humors me. I love her.
Actually this is EXACTLY when I should be having babies. In the words of my friend Jet (When I emailed her that I had just calculated my age when my kid graduates college..) "Ah, but old people having babies (who had one hell of a fine time in their 20's and 30's while they looked hot and knew what to do with it) at the same time their friends (who got knocked up with the first guy who wasn't a troglodyte) and are now seeing that taught forward... not so depressing."
EXXXX-ACTLY.
All of my cousins married waaay too early. Prodded on by their mother who married as a teenager and then divorced and then remarried as a teenager and has been so miserable she has forced them to do the same lest they go on to actually LIVE A LIFE and be happier than she is. Now they all get to be miserable (and in some cases divorced..the smart ones) TOGETHER!! YAY!!!
It's a Texas Thang.
They are very tied up with "age".
Me? I don't even want to imagine the type of mother I would have made before the age of 30. Don't. Want. To. Know.
I have friends who had babies early and they were AMAZING at it. They are watching the kids graduate from high school now and are THRILLED to be done and I am happy for them. For me? Never would have worked.
The mere SUGGESTION of marriage back then made me break out into a rash. Only my husband changed my mind.
That only child thing I guess.
I loved every second of being single and free.
And now I love every second of being married and being a mother.
I have a child who is SUPER smart, funny (her humor slays people) and a GORGEOUS husband who spends his evenings chopping fruit and veggie plates for my lunch the next day. For me to eat. While he is working. And I'm fanning myself on the sofa.
(Oh please..I've HAD A JOB. That was easy compared to what I do all day now. THIS my friends...is work).
When my daughter was evaluated at 3 and told she could read on a first grade level...a third grade level by the time she actually entered kindergarten (which she is skipping for second grade) I think that answered my husbands "WHAT DO YOU DO ALL DAY?!" inquiry. He brags about me everywhere.
MY WIFE breast fed for 2 years!
MY WIFE made her own baby food!
MY WIFE was doing cloth diapers before it became the norm!
MY WIFE only allows our toddler whole foods.
People hate me before we're ever introduced. But really? What the hell else was I going to do. And all the books I've read and Oprah's I've watched..maybe some of it actually sunk in. Between cocktail parties and trips abroad.
Things I can tell my daughters about in their twenties.
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