Is A Women Supposed To Just Hear Her Biological Clock Start Ticking?
It’s like it just started. No warning. No nothing. Tick tick tick tick tick. I’m only twenty some-odd years old, I shouldn’t have a biological clock and I sure as hell am not ready for any kids…yet. But, it seems that everyone is pregnant and married and happy and in perfect perfect land and dammit, I’m jealous!
I’ve always had problems with aging. I think I understand where the problem came from and have a serious fear of dying within ten years or getting too old to enjoy anything in life, so I’ve always been in a hurry to accomplish everything. I’m thoroughly pissed off because I haven’t gone to law school yet, the closest I’ll get to becoming a doctor is the Gray’s Anatomy book on my shelf (by choice), and my dreams of becoming an astronaut are trashed because “I don’t have the time for it” and now, I’m scared I won’t have time for a family either. It’s like God decided to put a time limit on when we can settle down, so now I have to get all the fun-stuff out of my system by the time I reach 30ish. It’s like he’s saying - choose. Accomplish all those nifty things you wanted to do when you were a kid (each of which may take you a couple years) or settle down and start family.
Geeez, I don’t like getting older. Why couldn’t I just stay 21 forever?
January 14th, 2005 at 12:21 pm
you can always choose both… it’s not THAT hard to be in school and working and a parent. And having kids before you’re 30 means having grown kids move out before you’re 50.
Having them before you’re 22 means having them out when you’re 40. So you see, maybe it started ticking just to let you know that you DON’T have to choose, but could have both?
January 14th, 2005 at 3:26 pm
Go live with one of those “perfect” families for a week and maybe it will drown out the ticking of the clock!
But I know what you mean — I never believed any of that biological clock stuff until I started to hear it myself. Coincidentally it was about the same time my neice and aunt had babies. hmmm…
January 14th, 2005 at 6:29 pm
I vote for the 25-29 range - you are mature enough to know a bit, but not getting “old” yet. I bounce back and forth between 25 and 29 myself - I refuse to accept that I actually passed that limit several years ago, so you are welcome to join me. Tho, my biological clock never had a chance to tick, and the clock has struck 5 and the mouse are running all around me now, hickory dickory dock! There are certain choices and limitations once you start doing the family thing, but life does not end, and I believe you can really enrich the little mice by living a very full life with them. If that makes any sense….. if not, chalk it up to the mild insanity caused by having children, especially teenagers.
(BTW, I am enjoying your blog, I’m a recent newcomer)
January 14th, 2005 at 6:38 pm
Thanks guys! That was some much needed inspiration. I remember when my nephew was born, he was so cute and had this little red thumb print in his forehead from where the doctor yanked him out - haha! Now he’s 9 and huge, a couple ladies on the list I subscribe to are preggo and talking about how the baby moves around in there and how it feels and it just made my head spin a bit.
I kinda understand that the world doesn’t end when you have kids and a new one opens up, I guess I’m just scared of it. I still feel immature and I think back to how I was as a kid - while I wasn’t bad (drugs, sex, alcohol, etc.) - I was hard to get a grip on cuz I was always doing something or getting into something…I would not be able to deal with a mini-me.
One day though…one day.
And welcome to the blog Lori - thank you. I agree with the 25-29 thing. I think I’ll stay 25 forever (I figure, 21 forever failed, so I’ll stay 25 - crossing fingers).
January 14th, 2005 at 8:42 pm
25 forever is working so far for me… for 5 years so far now.