i am not maternal. like, at all. if anyone i know hadta describe me, well, they would, and i'm sure some very interesting adjectives would be uttered, but maternally-inclined would never be one of them.
but here's the epiphany i've had recently (wait for it, shocking revelation coming soon, ahhhhhhhhh!!), you don't have to love babies, toddlers, or even kindergarteners to want children. i think that the craziest thought i've ever had regarding the scary "kid topic"(but totes true, as are most of my thoughts {insert ridic laugh here}), was that you don't have to want kids to have kids... GASP!
no, i am not suggesting that you should have unwanted babies. instead, i would propose the following argument: if, in the future, you want:
a) someone to teach
b) a person to share memories with
c) a heritage you're proud to have someone carry on
d) you want a family
e) the desire to love someone more than yourself AND one of the above
if #e is true for you then it's gosh-darn possible that you would be a great parent. shocking? yes. true? absolutely!
you don't become a parent because you like a particular phase in the stages of life - i.e. "I loooooooooooooove babies!! (googoogaagaa voice - GAG!), "Toddlers are the best, when they start crawling it just makes me cry!" or "When they really start to think for themselves, that's the best time in parenthood!". in my humble, non-parent opinion, i believe none of these are really true of why one should be become a parent, though they may be totally true of your feelings. instead, you have a kid because you want to pass on some of yourself, to share your heritage, someone to teach, mold and love. to me, that's a true parent.
like i said, i'm not too much of a mom-type (though there is nothing wrong with that at all), if there is such a thing, but i do want to have children some day. not because i want a baby, or a 5 year-old, but because i want to see a beautiful combination of myself and my incredible husband walk this earth, and hopefully, make it better than we can. i want a family. i want to see God shine through someone, something, that we created. that is why i want to have a child some day. i believe that is the true heart of parenthood.
judge me if you want, that's okay, and hey, i reserve the right to be wrong. but i believe in our future offspring, and i cherish the life that we will someday create. i feel like that isn't quite enough to say, but i can't really put it anymore succinctly than that... so, happy child-bearing, friends and good luck! :)
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Saturday, February 4, 2012
it's not me, it's you
who are you? no, really, i don't know who you are. f'reals. stop thinking that this is an intro to a really long and rambling blog entry and take a second to think about it. i am writing this right nyow (well, in the past actually), you are reading this right now (future you of course), and i have no idea who you are.
huh? you lost me.
ok, ok, i mean that i write with you in mind, the proverbial you that is, because really, who knows who you could be? i write knowing that anyone could read this... you could be my best friend, a total stranger, a parent, a long-lost friend, a sibling, a friend of a friend, ex-boyfriend(s), a work friend, and on and on.
or you could be a stalker. creeper.
i would guess that most people, when they sit down to create a FB status, a blog, a tweet, (etc etc), all think about who their audience is. they have something to accomplish - to be seen as funny, smart, beautiful, a great cook, talented photographer, entertaining, artistic, and so on. to BE SEEN. you wouldn't be doing these things if you didn't want it. let's get real here, please don't pretend to be that chick who "just writes for herself" (but obviously goes through 5 drafts before finally taking the leap and publishing), or that dude that doesn't "even think about" his profile pic (when every single one is a carefully-crafted selfy taken from an ultra-flattering angle).
we are not fooled.
the core of this is that you want to be perceived by a certain person or group of people in a certain way. period. no arguing about it. if you didn't have something to accomplish then you wouldn't be out on the web, you'd be off fishing somewhere. there isn't anything wrong with wanting to be perceived a certain way or getting a specific message across... and before you get all defensive, keep in mind that i am outting myself (hello blog entry!) just as much as i am outting you, so get over it :)
i have no problem admitting that, indeed, this is a blog, and i like that you read it. i choose to write the things which i feel can enrich, teach or entertain others (and the occasional soap-box speech). but there are many other things that i choose not to include here, because they aren't for you, they're for me. some of you have noticed and commented on how i don't post much about what's going on in my life, answer below:
<<insert something i may regret saying later>>
i rarely do this, but i am making you a very specific promise: this blog will never share information that is closest to my heart unless it has been shared with those that i love first. you will not find me airing any less-than-desirable laundry or sharing any dirty lil' secrets. this is not that kind of space. i know some people blog to work through very personal issues, they name names or complain about specific situations or people. that's not me. if you're reading this to learn more about the details of my personal life, you will not find them here. sorry peps! if you do wanna know that stuff, well, you know how to find me... i'd love to talk to you... really.
hopefully you like what you read, but if not, that's okay too.
just a little reminder for all of my fellow cyber-living-and-loving friends: take a minute to think before you start typing, filming or tweeting - make sure you know what you want to keep for yourself, and what you're willing to put out there for others.
huh? you lost me.
ok, ok, i mean that i write with you in mind, the proverbial you that is, because really, who knows who you could be? i write knowing that anyone could read this... you could be my best friend, a total stranger, a parent, a long-lost friend, a sibling, a friend of a friend, ex-boyfriend(s), a work friend, and on and on.
or you could be a stalker. creeper.
i would guess that most people, when they sit down to create a FB status, a blog, a tweet, (etc etc), all think about who their audience is. they have something to accomplish - to be seen as funny, smart, beautiful, a great cook, talented photographer, entertaining, artistic, and so on. to BE SEEN. you wouldn't be doing these things if you didn't want it. let's get real here, please don't pretend to be that chick who "just writes for herself" (but obviously goes through 5 drafts before finally taking the leap and publishing), or that dude that doesn't "even think about" his profile pic (when every single one is a carefully-crafted selfy taken from an ultra-flattering angle).
we are not fooled.
the core of this is that you want to be perceived by a certain person or group of people in a certain way. period. no arguing about it. if you didn't have something to accomplish then you wouldn't be out on the web, you'd be off fishing somewhere. there isn't anything wrong with wanting to be perceived a certain way or getting a specific message across... and before you get all defensive, keep in mind that i am outting myself (hello blog entry!) just as much as i am outting you, so get over it :)
i have no problem admitting that, indeed, this is a blog, and i like that you read it. i choose to write the things which i feel can enrich, teach or entertain others (and the occasional soap-box speech). but there are many other things that i choose not to include here, because they aren't for you, they're for me. some of you have noticed and commented on how i don't post much about what's going on in my life, answer below:
<<insert something i may regret saying later>>
i rarely do this, but i am making you a very specific promise: this blog will never share information that is closest to my heart unless it has been shared with those that i love first. you will not find me airing any less-than-desirable laundry or sharing any dirty lil' secrets. this is not that kind of space. i know some people blog to work through very personal issues, they name names or complain about specific situations or people. that's not me. if you're reading this to learn more about the details of my personal life, you will not find them here. sorry peps! if you do wanna know that stuff, well, you know how to find me... i'd love to talk to you... really.
hopefully you like what you read, but if not, that's okay too.
just a little reminder for all of my fellow cyber-living-and-loving friends: take a minute to think before you start typing, filming or tweeting - make sure you know what you want to keep for yourself, and what you're willing to put out there for others.
Friday, February 3, 2012
it's been a long time since i knew you
it's good to know that some things never change. it's also good to know that life can be beautifully unpredictable.
hands down. looking back at memories make me the very happiest. ever.
when i see my life all i can do is smile. there are regrets, there are perfect moments, there are tears, laughter... but what i really see is growing old in the midst of a preciously beautiful future.
i know too many people who live in the past, too many lovely souls who whisper fears into existence in the dark of the night. i never want to live like that, never want to see a future that wasn't mine, a past that couldn't be reconciled with the present.
time. a maker, a break, a real life-shaker.
it can be a real shocker. when i look at the seasons, when i look at history, when i look in the mirror - time has an impact that no camera, no author nor artist has ever captured. it is an infinitely beautiful creature that cannot be caged, one that can rip you to pieces or create the most treasured future. a future that you create.
make sure that you live like this, cuz you make your life what is. no excuses folks. God makes everything beautiful in His time, but the fact of the matter is, you are the one who chooses a life full of love. don't waste it.
hands down. looking back at memories make me the very happiest. ever.
when i see my life all i can do is smile. there are regrets, there are perfect moments, there are tears, laughter... but what i really see is growing old in the midst of a preciously beautiful future.
i know too many people who live in the past, too many lovely souls who whisper fears into existence in the dark of the night. i never want to live like that, never want to see a future that wasn't mine, a past that couldn't be reconciled with the present.
time. a maker, a break, a real life-shaker.
it can be a real shocker. when i look at the seasons, when i look at history, when i look in the mirror - time has an impact that no camera, no author nor artist has ever captured. it is an infinitely beautiful creature that cannot be caged, one that can rip you to pieces or create the most treasured future. a future that you create.
make sure that you live like this, cuz you make your life what is. no excuses folks. God makes everything beautiful in His time, but the fact of the matter is, you are the one who chooses a life full of love. don't waste it.
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