This is a story about a woman who didn't want kids. And the potential impact to others.
I grew up an only child. Was never really around other kids, especially never around babies.
I was told my whole life that at some point my motherly instincts would kick in very loudly and I'd magically want to have kids. Still waiting! Never happened. Not once. Not even a smidgeon. Is there really a loud boom?
So when I dated a guy in my 20s for 5 1/2 years, I knew the whole time I didn't want to have kids. At the end of our relationship when we finally talked having kids (TIP - talk about it sooner!), I told him I didn't want to. He was a tad upset wasting all that time with me. But his other response was sweet: Yes, I want to have kids, but I want to have kids with you. Sweet or not, the boom still wasn't there. At that I point, even with all the other issues we were having, we were done.
I couldn't give him what he wanted. And he should go find a woman he loved who wanted kids as much as he did.
My next boyfriend I was with for 7 years. We talked about kids much sooner. I was very straight forward: You want kids, don't date me. I can't tell you if I will or wont want kids some day, but I can tell you right now I do not.
I knew I couldn't tell the future, so I had to leave some smidgeon of an out if I did some day hear that boom to have kids.
He responded very kindly: I'd rather be with you and no kids, than not with you. We eventually married, then divorced. No kids.
My point of this jaunt down memory lane really isn't about me. It's about these two guys. One spent 5 1/2 year with me in his 20s, wasting his time with a woman who didn't want to have children. The other spent 7 years of his life in his 30s being in the same non-boom boat with me.
Both of these men today still do not have kids (even after 10-20 years).
I wonder if I "stole" their prime years to meet someone who they could have had kids with?
Now, I've stated before I have no regrets in life (still stand by that belief, as I believe everything happens for a reason). If they each went on to meet a great woman and have kids, I'd feel quite different about these wonderments. But neither did. Each had a subsequent long term relationship after me, and each didn't have kids still. One eventually married and "gained" a family with about 4 children and I just know he's on cloud nine! But each of these men never had kids of their own.
Did I stop them from having kids after me? Well, hardly. Could they have found a great woman to have kids with? I'm sure.
I guess just wasn't in the cards for them. And no boom for me.
I sense we are all very happy people still running around on earth, not disgruntled or depressed or suicidal we didn't have kids. But, it's still pretty wild thoughts I thought of the other day and wanted to capture in words in my blog.
1 comment:
Though my 3 children are now grown, I too, have experienced this and having the talk sooner than later was imperative. At 44, I was certain I did not want to start that over again. So when I met Wes who was 24, I told him I didn't even want to catch feelings for him if children, other than my teenagers, were what he desired. He loves mine, didn't want his own, and we have spent 7 happy years thusfar.
As for you...time spent with you, Melinda, is NEVER wasted!
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