Maybe baby?

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I'm a 28-year-old married female. My husband and I just tied the knot this spring. We';ve been together for almost 5 years. It's weird. Some days I really want a baby, like right now (all my family & friends are having babies)... but then there's other days when I'm like, I wanna wait another 5 or 10 years! Or it's like I never wanna have a baby. Weird huh? But yeah, one day I really want one ASAP, and then the next day I wanna wait. Maybe my biological clock is ticking? For the record, we're planning on waiting a while, to make sure we're ready both financially and emotionally. Does anyone else feel this way?

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  • LisaL79
    14 years ago

    It's very normal to feel this way. But you should know that the older you get, the harder it'll be for you to get pregnant. Also if you have any kind of health issues with your menstruation cycles, then you need to get that looked at ASAP. Waiting until you're trying only to find out something is wrong is heart-wrenching. I speak from experience.
    I don't think anyone is ever actually ready to have a baby. I mean sure, people want to get pregnant. But with the thoughts of the responsibility of it.. it's scary.

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  • [Old Memory]
    14 years ago

    You are just ambivalent. You'll know if & when you are ready. Normal.

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  • hotchickie81
    14 years ago

    It's a big step and will change the rest of your life, so I'm sure you have pros and cons. Either way, all the best... good luck! :)

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    • Valetion
      11 years ago

      Lol, she needs to say "bye-bye" to all her money.

      Kids are friggen expensive.

      "I WANT THIS TOY, BUY ME THAT DRINK, I LOST (blank), BUY ME A NEW ONE!"

      Not to mention the "baby" stage, or as I like to call it...

      The disgusting bodily fluid stage.

      There's always something coming out of a baby and it's never normal. Poop shouldn't be a white. If the baby ate ORANGE purée, they shouldn't barf up Rainbow blobs.

      They wail and scream until they're about 6. And then the "fun" stage comes next...

      The "I'm a big kid now" stage.

      "mommy, you're so dumb. I know more than you because I'm BETTER THAN YOU. IM BETTER THAN EVERYONE."

      I hate spoiled children who thinks that the world revolves around them. They have no manners and constantly have temper tantrums when they don't get what they want. They never know how to close their mouth. How could they when all their teeth are falling out anyways. There's another dentist with a fat wallet.

      The only time I can tolerate "kids" is when they're over the age of 16. Otherwise, keep them away from me, because I may lose my mind hahahaaaaaaAAAA.

      Then you have to look at the parents... Oh dear god.

      All the emotional turmoil, stress, pain, frustration. Is it really worth it when your kids are just gonna slap you in a "home" when you're 70 and quickly drain your bank account?

      Anyways, this is just my opinion. If she wants kids, then all the luck to her! Just don't try to shove your wrinkly, bald, toothless, spit factory in my face expecting me to "coo" all over it.

      *vomits* I hate "coo".

      And another thing I can't stand is the women before they have their "thing".

      "oh bob, my back is so sore. Go do this for me"

      "BOB WHERE ARE MY CHEESIES"

      "bob I know it's three in the morning but can you run to the store and grab me a jar of pickles, natcho cheese, some of thoes little chocolate coins, OH MY GOD BOB I LOVE THOES LITTLE CHOCOLATE COINS, a bottle of fizzy water, but not diet fizzy water because it tickles my nose then I sneeze and tinkle myself."

      "bob I don't feel so- *violently vomits all over bob*"

      "look at my feet. They're so fat. DO YOU HATE ME BECAUSE I HAVE FAT FEET, BOB?!? FINE! IF YOU HATE MY FAT FEET SO MUCH YOU CAN JUST GO. JUST GO BOB. I DON'T EVEN CARE. I LOVE MY FAT FEET. They're so BEAUTIFUL. Oh bob, I can't stay mad at you, I don't know what came over me... Bob? Are you listening to me? WELL IT DOESN'T SEEM LIKE IT. You•hate•me don't you? It's because I'm ugly and fat *sobs* oh god WHYYYY?!? I did my best I did my best I did my best I did my- *projectile vomits in bobs face*

      So yeah. Pregnancy is such a joy. And not to mention, after you have kids... Your vagina just kinda becomes like an old, rusty playground.

      No one wants to take a ride on that swing set.

      Once you have multiple kids, it's like slowly pulling apart a grilled cheese. Messy and limp. Or there's always the alternative. Let some guy with a piece of paper hanging on his wall SLICE your belly open with a knife and pluck out your screaming, bundle of joy. So the choice is up to you

      1) flappy grilled cheese vagina

      2) horribly scarred midsection

      And don't even get me started on the expectations of new parents and soon to be parents.

      Ugh.

      "I am a GODDESS. I have a miracle in my belly!"

      No. Just, no.

      It was not a miracle that you spread your legs and got your "V" filled with man-mayo.

      It is not some divine wonder.

      They act like they're gonna give birth to the friggen baby Jesus!

      And that's just before birth. If stbp (soon to be parents) expected you to kiss their asses before the baby, just wait until its here.

      They expect you to weep at the magnificence that they pooped a wrinkly, sack of human from their vagina. Babies don't do anything interesting anyways. They just sit there, hanging from their "jumpies" drooling and looking mentally challenged. Chewing on everything in sight and hanging off a boob for 10 months.

      I swear. When new parents expect me to say

      "O•M•G. Your baby is so cute! I wish I was that cute! I just wanna eat him/her up! SO CUTE!"

      Yeah no. Babies are ugly. They truly have faces that ONLY their mother could love. Plain and simple. Until they have a full head of hair and learn how to speak in complete sentences, I will not socialize with them.

      Okay, that was a long, unneeded rant.

      Anyways, good luck on having a baby.

      :|

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