dedicated to all the ladies without kids (by choice or not)
This post is meant to be very tongue in cheek and not at all a *jab* to anyone who posts about their children. I love seeing updates about the little ones. There was an article, however, that accompanied this from the Washington Post about how difficult it can be for people who don’t have children (not by choice) to see these constant kids updates in their facebook news feeds.
I definitely can relate to the feelings of sadness and depression when I read about someone who just got engaged or just found out they are pregnant – because I sort of want those things too. I’m not upset to read these things. Quite the contrary. I’m thrilled for the good things that my friends experience. But, it stings sometimes when I do go down that long, dark road in my psyche and think “why not me?” Even if I’m still not positive what I want to *be* in my life – as far as my career – I’ve always known that I want to have kids. I’m good with them. I love being around them, even when they get me sick (as those adorable little walking petrie dishes did this past weekend). I love kids. Most everyone knows that about me. I might not be all huggy and playful with all kids (Hi, my name is Amy and I’m a germaphobe), but they make me smile. They make me ooh and aah.
I know *one day* it will happen. I know I will adopt someday, regardless of if I have a child biologically. I just always thought that it would have been *sooner* rather than *later*. <sigh>
On that note…WHERE’S MY DRINK?! Cause this non-mama can stay out all night and get her drink on!