I recently decided (along with Joe too) that we are going to wait until we are 30 to start trying to conceive (I’m older by 4 months that’s why I say I decided). I just feel like we should have our debt a little lower than we have it now. It would just not be conducive to have a kid on the income/debt that we have right now. Also we just recently visited a friend of Joe’s and his wife and they just had a little boy. Just watching all that goes into just a few hours of being around a baby, I thought to myself I couldn’t do this right now!
I asked Joe if he’s ready for that and he said no. I asked why do you say that (I wanted to know his reason) and he said because I enjoy it just being us right now and being able to up and go here and there). I totally agree. The other month I had to run errand one day for a friend’s wedding, had a gyno appt, and then had to go to a friend’s house to get ready for a wedding that night. I could not have done that with a baby being lugged around. I would not want to put a little thing through all that running around! That’s the day I decided after the appt that I should wait.
Somedays I wonder if I’ll ever be ready though- physically mentally and emotionally. I want to have a dog first so at least I know I can handle having a dog. But we need a house in order to have a dog (which I know we will have in time.)
I told Joe that I feel like my biological clock is ticking and if I wait too long it could get risky. I know it’s always risky but the older you get it does come with a risk.
I just wanted to share my thoughts if anyone wants to comment or offer advice I would love to take it. Thanks!
Then again, once that baby arrives, it’s all different and the perspective that you previously had is totally and completely blown away.Yes, it’s nice to be able to up and go whenever wherever. Sometimes I wish I could have the freedom to do exactly as I please when I please, but then Angel Marie tells me that she wants to go to the store or the park or hop in the bathtub and pretend it’s a pool and I realize that where I am IS exactly where I want to be. There’s frazzle and a messy kitchen and potty accidents and lord knows there’s enough vomit to last a lifetime, but while it looks overwhelming from the outside, once you are in that little circle of life, it’s everything to you.To badly paraphrase from my current favorite book series – It’s like gravity moves. Suddenly she [or he I suppose] is the very reason that you exist and what’s holding you to the earth itself.And the money doesn’t matter. Your clothes and shoes will turn to trash, but that baby will always have everything it needs (and probably then some).😀