I’m still in the middle really.
I mean, yes. Of course, I wanna find someone I can be with forever and will love me in the ways I need. If I do get proposed to, fabulous. I’ll take it. But if not, it’s not the biggest bummer in the world.
Children: There is no way in hell I can take care of an infant. The screaming is enough to send me over the edge. NO. Plus there’s the pain of pregnancy and birth. Ik. I’m pain tolerant, but I don’t like it. I mean, I’ll have help of course. But I think I’m just not cut out to be a mom. I do love kids though. We get along so well.
I wanna have someone to inspire. I wanna be looked up to, man. I don’t think that’s out of bounds.
An aunt is great. I just don’t think I could be a mom. I have all the affection and compassion to do it, but not the discipline, and I can set my foot down, but I usually do it furiously and with curse words. I have patience, but when it comes to people just not getting things, it’s very limited. I’m easily frustrated.
By the way, Gail had her baby. 5lbs. 5oz. Louisa Lark. 10/10 at 10:45pm. 🙂
Adoption is an option. But do I really want to be on call 24/7???
Gay marriage: Fine with me. If you’re gay, you’re gay. I’m just not.