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Two things before I begin this post. If you read the title of this post and immediately thought of the song "Booties, Booties, Booties," then you and the hubster could be besties. Secondly, no I am not pregnant. Just in case any of the Joel's clan is reading this. So you can stop your excitement now.
So, I want to talk about babies. I don't know if it's my age or what, but it seems like everyone I know has either just had a baby, is currently pregnant, or is trying to have a baby. Even one friend, who has suffered from infertility for a while, just flew back from Ethiopia with her son, whom she just adopted (so happy for her!). Hence, the title.
Joel is ready to go to baby town. He's four years older than me, which doesn't seem like much, but in this case, it makes a world of difference. I've never actually seen myself as the mother type. I love my doggies, and have always felt like the love they give me in return was enough. I hate giving up my sleeping in time (which, let's face it, has been lacking anyways lately), my ability to live anywhere, despite the school districts, and my general laziness on the homefront (I would make a terrible housewife!).
I've considered adopting someday. I think it would be great giving a child in need their forever home. Not that there's anything wrong with making one's own baby, but I have never felt drawn to actually carry a child. Plus, I'm super scared of needles and have an extremely low tolerance for pain.
I don't really know the point of all of this, except to try and sort my feelings out. You see, this semester has me observing in one of the local elementary schools, and am starting to really have fun with the kiddos I work with. They are pretty adorable, if I am being honest, and whether it's my internal clock ticking or some crazy hormones, it's made me almost want to be a mother now. And this thought is confusing to me. Never ever have I had the pain in my ovaries for children. And I know, at least for the foreseeable future, my lifestyle doesn't allow for the addition of kiddos.
So, I'm not planning on getting pregnant. But, I will admit that I have been googling "adoption aegencies." Makes me feel almost grown up. I just wish that the process wasn't so long. Joel has friends that have adopted, and said they basically felt like they were creating a dating profile to get a birth family to pick them over other deserving couples. That certainly doens't sound like fun. And while I would love to even adopt a child with disabilities, that has the ability to limit where Joel and I go with the military and what direction his career would take. And that's not exactly fair, either.
So for now, I research. And we wait. This time next year we should be finding out where our next "home" should be, and maybe then we will talk a little more seriously. But for now, I am going to enjoy my time child-free, young, and madly in love.
If you got this fair, thanks for listening to my rambles.