If you can’t tell by now, I title my articles based on what I am drinking in the moment. As to why I started doing this, I couldn’t tell you.

The biggest reason may be that everything I write is all over the place aka there is no specific subject, and I want you, my lovely reader, to know what fuels the madness.

If at any point you all want to know where these crafted concoctions are located, I will start including the cafes/ watering holes from which they come.

Baby showers… ugh

The coffee shop I am sitting in is next to a charming boutique hotel. The patrons of the hotel can simply walk through a breezeway connecting the two businesses and order their favorite snooty beverage.

You know already the snooty beverage I have chosen. On this particular day a baby shower is going on across the atrium in the hotel.

Pregnancy means game over

Baby showers have always been a cringe-worthy event to me. This may be due to my upbringing. Let me explain.

Growing up the youngest of six siblings, I have seen and heard every negative connotation that comes with a woman getting pregnant. The phrase that is most memorable to me, is this:
“________ is pregnant. She just ruined her life. She is never going to make anything of herself.”

Well then, doesn’t that just make a girl feel great? Growing up thinking that having children will ruin my life? Motherhood sounds real tempting. General loathing of reproductive organs commences.

That is why hearing the echoed ooh’s and aah’s of the women attending the baby shower across the hall just doesn’t sit well in my stomach. I recognize that my opinion of pregnancy is a skewed one. I put pregnancy in the same category as women’s events at the big mega church in my city… it kiiind of makes me gag.

Is this something I need to ‘fix’?

No, not necessarily. To each their own, and it makes me feel better knowing there are some women who do want children. Those women have a healthy opinion of pregnancy, and are not worried about it ruining their lives. I have gone this long without children as a thirty-something, and it should be perfectly acceptable that having children is not something I dream about.

What about my significant other?

My significant other does want children. Is that going to cause issues between us? I am uncertain, but I do not think so. My partner knows my hesitancy, and I believe it is something we can talk through together.

Perhaps I can make it clear that having children is something I am terrified to do; I imagine myself barefoot and big bellied, disregarding my appearance and ceasing to even dream about goals I once had.

If my partner and I can speak to each other about my fears and come to a mutual decision about what we want to do as a couple, then there should be no issue.

I always debate on whether to post articles like this

Some topics I bring up give me pause right before I click the Post button. Even though society is slowly accepting the fact that women may not want to have children, there is still some stigma that attends the idea of a woman being without. Historically, the woman who never had children has been looked upon as “a poor thing” and “a spinster” or “old maid”. Likely, not many will read this, so it may be a good thing that-

No one reads this blog.