I have a secret.
One that I feel no one else could possibly understand. But I'm wrong - I'm not the only one.
There may be a lot of you out there who will read this and will have no understanding or ability to put yourself in someone elses shoes, or even try to understand where I, and others like me, are coming from.
And you know what? We are all entitled to our opinions, and should not try to change someone elses mind or make them think that they are wrong. Of course, do not use this sentence against me as there is a certain time and place for that kind of a sentence to be right... but it is not in this case, so bear with me.
I am in my early 20s. A child of the early 1990s. And for over the past 4 years I have been struggling every day with the desire to be a mother. When I say struggle, I mean struggle. I'm talking heart wrenching, tearing my hair out, complete and utter desire to the point that I can cry uncontrollably from the pain of the emptiness I feel by the constant reminder that I am all alone... These words even now do not come close to or begin to try and explain my want and need. I want a child. I want children. And I have been wanting them for so long.
But I know I shouldn't just yet.
Then I think, but why the hell not?
And this is my daily struggle... those two thoughts right there. The opposing ends that tear my heart apart.
So why can't I get pregnant now? Why should my career and not being married stop me? I am a grown woman, and I know what I want. I know I am capable.
I was a bright child who from as early as I can remember was very aware of myself, my surroundings, my thoughts, and understandings of my world. I have always been quite mature in my thoughts and actions.
I always imagined that I would be married and having kids at 20. Only a few years past that and I have disappointment that little girl so much. Dramatic - I know...
But this is how I feel. I am not exactly where I want to be in life. And the only way I can get through this is saying to myself that the universe, fate, God, whatever you want to call it, they have a plan for me and it is obviously just not my time yet. But this doesn't mean that I don't struggle with wishing, hoping, dreaming, wanting, craving it every day.
I am quite intelligent. In this little girl's dream, right up to my standards as an adult woman, I have always wanted to do the 'right' thing, follow tradition, and make sure that I am married first before having a child. I'm proud to say that I am currently doing this - being engaged that is. It is actually really important to me that I am married first. I know it is very old school thinking. Come on - it is 2014! Times have changed dramatically. Women are getting pregnant by themselves and doing it all on their own and on their terms, what with sperm donation with some finding lack of a decent man to be a father, so heck why not just do it yourself?! I admire these women so much. I even made a promise to myself that if by 30 I was not with someone I too would go on that journey alone, and quite happily so.
But of course I want to share the joy and blessing of having children with someone I love.
Thankfully I 100% believe that I have found that special person, who is perfect for not only me but I know will be a brilliant father to our future children.
This is the only thing I find comfort in, and also that he wants it just as much as I do. But we both want to wait until we are married first. (July 2015 cannot come soon enough!)
The reason it is so important for me to be married first is not for anyone else but myself, my future husband, and our future children. I want to have that solid commitment from him and I want our children to know that too. I also think with being married your children always know that they were planned and wanted. I fear that those children who were conceived when their parent/s were very young, single, and/or not married, may figure out that they were an 'accident' and therefore unwanted. I know that this is not necessarily the case, but you need to remember how children can think. So keep that in mind of how you will talk to your child about that. I do not judge those who had teen pregnancy, and/or pregnancy outside of marriage. You just to need to try and think outside of yourself, and understand from a perspective of ours who work with children that their minds are so much more than we ever realise at times. It's what makes them so amazing.
So back to the intelligent part. Yes I was going somewhere with that.
Here is a list of things I believe you should have sorted out before having a child:
- a stable job, and paid maternity leave if possible
- a stable house
- a support network; family, friends, community services
- good health; no smoking, no drinking - be physically and mentally healthy
- know the kind of parent you want to be; methods and techniques to benefit you and your child
These seem like the real basics to me. As long as you have those covered then everything else will fall into place within that structure.
Notice how my list did not detail income, race, gender, sexual orientation, age, education, social status...
Some of you may think 20 is too young. And you are right. But not all 20 year olds are the same. I am someone who has a university degree, a great job, a partner also with a great job, who is saving to buy a house, who is getting married, and who has logically considered having children. I know someone who is 20 that still lives at home, is stumbling through uni, parties every other night of the week, does drugs, is having one night stands, and who knows what else. So do you think we are the same? No? That's what I thought.
Don't forget that a woman's body is actually designed to have children from her late teens, and the chances of falling pregnant dramatically decrease the second we turn 30.
I have considered this topic with both my heart and my brain. It is not something that has come up because I went to a baby shower and was suddenly 'clucky'.
It is something that I have suppressed, and in those moments thought thank goodness I got over it and can finally move on with my life in a normal, streamlined way... only to have it creep back up on me in a split second... for over the past four years. every. day.
We all have our internal struggles. This happens to be mine. I know it is coming. I know it is so close in my future. I am so grateful I am in a position to have this opportunity. But we can't help what we feel sometimes. And we need to let those feelings out, because bottling it up really hurts.
Having a child is a huge commitment.
This is a person. A life. It is precious, and just as important as anyone elses.
They have human rights from the second they are conceived. The have a voice, opinions, and the right to all the experiences that our world can offer.
I cannot wait to experience having children.
I know it is the greatest thing I will ever do in my lifetime. My family is my number one priority. I am proud of this characteristic, and I am going to be the best mother to my children.
A message for my future children:
I love you so much.
I wish I had the words to explain to you just how much I love you.
I have dreamed, craved, and wanted you for so long. I hope you know how special you are to me. You are my world. You are the best thing I have ever done in my life. I am so proud of you.
I cannot wait for you to know just how much I have loved you from the very beginning, just when you were a thought in my mind when daydreaming about our future. You are loved. You are loved. You are loved.
Forever, Mummy xxx
I hope you've enjoyed this tear jerker of a blog post.
Comment below your thoughts on this and your experience.
And remember you teenage boys out there... if it's not on, it's not on!
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Saturday, 19 April 2014
Tuesday, 11 March 2014
A Disappointing Reaction...
In my previous post I was talking about How I Asked My Bridal Party to be involved in our special day.
I hadn't yet asked my two best friends to be my flower women. We had decided to have our siblings be in the bridal party and we didn't want it to be too huge. 10 people including us was enough!
I came up with what I thought (and still think) was a really sweet way to still incorporate my friends so they felt they were still a big part of this special time. And ofcourse I wanted to ask them in a special way. This idea involved the irony of giving them flowers, accompanied by a poem I wrote (you can read this in my previous post).
Yesterday afternoon I went around to Friend 1's house to give her the flowers in person and ofcourse see her reaction and get all excited and girly with her. She was suprised and confused I was giving her flowers but still smiled as she read the poem. Then she briefly said yes and gave me a quick hug. Then made a comment about how funny it would be if she said no and we had a little joke about that (along the way I too was thinking how awkward if someone said no) and then she made a comment about how she's everyone's bridesmaid and oh how busy am I, all still joking around.
I thought it was odd she used the word bridesmaid and then was worried she was confused about what I had just asked her (even though it was written very clearly 'flower woman').
To avoid any awkwardness I tried to steer the topic into being positive and mentioned it was her and my other friend who would be my flower women because I still wanted them involved, and oh yay how cute you get to walk down the aisle with my little nephew. In saying this I thought I would get the excited reaction I was anticipating.
She didn't respond.
And for the next minute she was completely poker faced, monotoned, and said nothing. Didn't ask me any questions. (Also up to this point she never made any effort to ask about how I was going with everything, had I asked my sister to be MOH, or just anything in general you would think a best friend would ask when there's planning for a wedding. This is also a 'friend' who has been calling me to rant about how she's not engaged and everyone else is... and also made the comment 'oh everyone gets engaged on Valentines' trying to make mine seem less important).
And that was it.
She just brushed it all off, including me, and rushed out the door to go to work. I had planned to have some time before she had to leave so I knew this was odd and out of character for her.
I immediately called my fiancée and explained what had happened and how it was very odd, weird and just didn't seem right. I was really disappointed she wasn't excited (because I was!), nor did she recognise the effort I put in to 1. Ask her, and 2. Include her!
A few minutes passed and I got a text message.
'So I'm not a bridesmaid'
....



Because these are my reactions, I have chosen to ignore it whilst I sort through my emotions and try to get some clarity. It's hard to explain how I'm feeling as I'm sure some of you may be taking this differently, but this is the 'straw that broke the camels back' and it's really making me rethink the entire friendship. Because I have not been happy in this relationship for quite some time now.
Please feel free to leave comments, suggestions, ideas, etc.
I have a lot of thinking to do...
I hadn't yet asked my two best friends to be my flower women. We had decided to have our siblings be in the bridal party and we didn't want it to be too huge. 10 people including us was enough!
I came up with what I thought (and still think) was a really sweet way to still incorporate my friends so they felt they were still a big part of this special time. And ofcourse I wanted to ask them in a special way. This idea involved the irony of giving them flowers, accompanied by a poem I wrote (you can read this in my previous post).
Yesterday afternoon I went around to Friend 1's house to give her the flowers in person and ofcourse see her reaction and get all excited and girly with her. She was suprised and confused I was giving her flowers but still smiled as she read the poem. Then she briefly said yes and gave me a quick hug. Then made a comment about how funny it would be if she said no and we had a little joke about that (along the way I too was thinking how awkward if someone said no) and then she made a comment about how she's everyone's bridesmaid and oh how busy am I, all still joking around.
I thought it was odd she used the word bridesmaid and then was worried she was confused about what I had just asked her (even though it was written very clearly 'flower woman').
To avoid any awkwardness I tried to steer the topic into being positive and mentioned it was her and my other friend who would be my flower women because I still wanted them involved, and oh yay how cute you get to walk down the aisle with my little nephew. In saying this I thought I would get the excited reaction I was anticipating.
She didn't respond.
And for the next minute she was completely poker faced, monotoned, and said nothing. Didn't ask me any questions. (Also up to this point she never made any effort to ask about how I was going with everything, had I asked my sister to be MOH, or just anything in general you would think a best friend would ask when there's planning for a wedding. This is also a 'friend' who has been calling me to rant about how she's not engaged and everyone else is... and also made the comment 'oh everyone gets engaged on Valentines' trying to make mine seem less important).
And that was it.
She just brushed it all off, including me, and rushed out the door to go to work. I had planned to have some time before she had to leave so I knew this was odd and out of character for her.
I immediately called my fiancée and explained what had happened and how it was very odd, weird and just didn't seem right. I was really disappointed she wasn't excited (because I was!), nor did she recognise the effort I put in to 1. Ask her, and 2. Include her!
A few minutes passed and I got a text message.
'So I'm not a bridesmaid'
....
Because these are my reactions, I have chosen to ignore it whilst I sort through my emotions and try to get some clarity. It's hard to explain how I'm feeling as I'm sure some of you may be taking this differently, but this is the 'straw that broke the camels back' and it's really making me rethink the entire friendship. Because I have not been happy in this relationship for quite some time now.
Please feel free to leave comments, suggestions, ideas, etc.
I have a lot of thinking to do...
Saturday, 8 March 2014
I'm Engaged!
This post is wayyyy over due. But I'm in the mood to do some updating as there are big things ahead!
I'll start from the beginning....
There was this boy.
We became best friends.
One night we realised how much more we meant to each other.
We fell madly in love.
On February 14th (yes Valentines Day) 2014 he asked me to marry him...
It all started that morning when I was given a little origami heart with a clue written on it. There were many more to come. First I was sent to Ella Bache (a fancy spa) where I was pampered for 4 hours indulging in a full body scrub, massage, manicure (yes!), and pedicure. When I arrived back home my favourite yellow dress was laid out and the next clue was to get ready like a princess. There was a knock on the door and much to my surprise I discovered a man waiting with a stretch white limo behind him. There was champagne and a rose inside. I arrived at the Sofitel Hotel and was greeted by the General Manager who gave me my final heart along with a hotel key card. I opened the door to see a room full of rose petals, candles, fairy lights, and my love standing there in a suit. He said his sweet speech, "I've loved you since the first night we spent together. You are my rock. You've seen me at my highest and my lowest and you're still around. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you, and I want to start that now". Then he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him, "(full name), will you marry me?". I said "Yes!" (through tears of happiness).
There was a photographer there to secretly capture the special moment, and we ended the night with our own private server in the room for dinner to celebrate. It was more than I ever dreamed of and we could not be happier. We are tying the knot in July 2015.
Here are my precious clues that he hand made. (in order left to right)
Watch this space for my Bride-to-be adventures!
I'll start from the beginning....
There was this boy.
We became best friends.
One night we realised how much more we meant to each other.
We fell madly in love.
On February 14th (yes Valentines Day) 2014 he asked me to marry him...
It all started that morning when I was given a little origami heart with a clue written on it. There were many more to come. First I was sent to Ella Bache (a fancy spa) where I was pampered for 4 hours indulging in a full body scrub, massage, manicure (yes!), and pedicure. When I arrived back home my favourite yellow dress was laid out and the next clue was to get ready like a princess. There was a knock on the door and much to my surprise I discovered a man waiting with a stretch white limo behind him. There was champagne and a rose inside. I arrived at the Sofitel Hotel and was greeted by the General Manager who gave me my final heart along with a hotel key card. I opened the door to see a room full of rose petals, candles, fairy lights, and my love standing there in a suit. He said his sweet speech, "I've loved you since the first night we spent together. You are my rock. You've seen me at my highest and my lowest and you're still around. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you, and I want to start that now". Then he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him, "(full name), will you marry me?". I said "Yes!" (through tears of happiness).
There was a photographer there to secretly capture the special moment, and we ended the night with our own private server in the room for dinner to celebrate. It was more than I ever dreamed of and we could not be happier. We are tying the knot in July 2015.
Here are my precious clues that he hand made. (in order left to right)
Watch this space for my Bride-to-be adventures!
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