tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post6379679221025698418..comments2023-11-05T07:05:52.036-05:00Comments on Writing Her Life: The Baby Train - When Will I Get My Ticket?Amihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04522608013420306951noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-3842272719059651072008-09-12T08:39:00.000-04:002008-09-12T08:39:00.000-04:00I think I am a freak. Atleast I did until I read y...I think I am a freak. Atleast I did until I read your post. I am 21 and I was married at 19. I got married because my clock had been ticking since I was 6, or so it seemed. Often times, I am so filled with envy, I could scream and it's good to know that other women have the same desire- A desire that starts in the pit of your stomach and overwhelms you and comes out when you break up with someone and your crying hysterically telling your best friend on the phone at three in the morning "NOW I'LL NEVER HAVE BABIES!!!"<BR/><BR/>Ok, maybe that is all me.<BR/><BR/>What I am trying to say is, I feel you.Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06997964010311107291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-8077849343084459072008-09-10T09:33:00.000-04:002008-09-10T09:33:00.000-04:00I've been there. There were many years when I want...I've been there. There were many years when I wanted a baby and it wasn't working out for me, and I swear there were pregnant women stalking me around every corner. Funny how that happens. -JuliaJulia @ Hooked on Houseshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04937060849774403002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-24668426022851286042008-09-08T09:55:00.000-04:002008-09-08T09:55:00.000-04:0034 Years - I keep trying to remind myself that I s...34 Years - I keep trying to remind myself that I still have plenty of time, but for some reason that's not much of a consolation. I don't mind listening to your un-desire, either. I know several women who feel (or felt) the same way. Unfortunately, I can't always relate because I've never not wanted kids. It's hard for me to imagine it, but I completely respect people who chose to be child-free. <BR/><BR/>Reluctant Housewife - Thanks, for the compliment, for the reassurance, for the encouragement and for the congratulations. I appreciate them all.Amihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04132594195395924087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-40988211957852913202008-09-05T21:22:00.000-04:002008-09-05T21:22:00.000-04:00Great post, Ami!There's still plenty of time for y...Great post, Ami!<BR/><BR/>There's still plenty of time for you to get on the baby-train. <BR/><BR/>But, on the other hand, don't feel you have to wait till everything is perfect... Babies disrupt their parents' lives whenever they come... And they tend to also fit into your life in a wonderful way no matter what else is going on. They're exhausting, challenging, adorable and amazing all wrapped up in one little dimpled package. They're the one life event you can never be fully prepared for.<BR/><BR/>Congrats on all your good news, BTW... Career going well, happy relationship etc...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-38861896669269019182008-09-05T16:37:00.000-04:002008-09-05T16:37:00.000-04:00When it does happen, it will seem like the timing ...When it does happen, it will seem like the timing is perfect. I was 19 when my clock started ticking (yes, 19!) but thank goodness I had the sense to wait for a suitable man and finished college and spent some time with my husband before the kiddos came along. And it turned out perfectly and I wonder what I was so worried about.<BR/><BR/>Don't hide your envy from your friends with kids. They'll be more than happy to share them with you. Other people's kids can be an amazing comfort in the meantime.Kayrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15397302130308197831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32283188.post-86515265885095050672008-09-05T16:12:00.000-04:002008-09-05T16:12:00.000-04:00I'm 34, and I don't think I have a clock...or my m...I'm 34, and I don't think I have a clock...or my mind is plugged up with so many other things-of-the-moment that the clock put itself back in some dark recess of my inner self. <BR/><BR/>All of our friends have kiddos, and anyone will tell you kids love me and I love them back - yet at the moment I'm playing the selfish card. <BR/><BR/>I'm sure you could care less of my un-desire for wee ones :) but here's the thing...when we're 40 having kids at that age will be as normal as breathing. People seem to be having them later and later in life.34 Yearshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12106565305307570886noreply@blogger.com