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viewsTick Tock the Biological Clock...
By shea.p, Friday, December 18, 2009, 4 comments"Tick, tock I hear the clock it's nipping at my heels"
About a year ago I had front row seats to the birth of Alessandra, my cousin's baby. I was so close, I could have caught her (The baby, not my cousin). The anticipation of a baby arriving into the world has to be one of my favorite things. When a baby is born, the whole room holds its breath, waiting for the baby to take it's first. Then there's a cry and you feel the relief of a human realized. Tears and tingles follow.
I spent many firsts with Alessandra. Her first night in the hospital. New Years. 4th of Jul. There were many nights after work that I had her all to myself. I went so far as to keep a crib next to my bed. Upon having a male friend over, he asked, "Uh, why do you have a crib next to your bed?" I answered, "Birth Control. Don't get any ideas."
Yesterday I was reading Skirt! in Starbucks and in came an adorable little boy with his adorable married (it happens) father.
And I felt it.
The first tick.
As sure as I'm turning 30 in 2010, I wanted to reproduce.
I looked over at my coffee mate, who we'll call Smirky, and blurted out my confession, "I want a baby." He smirked and I squirmed a Tina Fey squirm.
Turning 30 has me joining a gym and checking the expiration dates on my eggs. Pending his availability I will have to start dating Greg Kinnear.
This blog ends with nothing more than a realization of time and the annoying little ticks I hear in my sleep.
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4 Comments
It's hard to ignore that
It's hard to ignore that ticking, isn't it? I got pregnant for the first time at 27, but heard that ticking for at least a year before then!
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haha oh lawd the fellas in your life had been LOOK OUT! Our future skirt!blogger could be the next twinkle in their eye... "Trust Life's unfolding..."
A baby crib as "birth
A baby crib as "birth control." That's classic! I guess "the first tick" comes at different times for different women. I just turned 30, and while my clock is still quiet, I do sometimes think about having a family. But don't fret, dear. My best friend just had a baby, and told me that sometimes she'd trade everything just to be independent again, even for one night. Your day will come, and when it does, something tells me you'll be a great mama! <3
Be careful what you wish
Be careful what you wish for... I've heard that a million times yet the one thing I did wish for was to become a mother. I always wanted to be one. I did get my wish three times over and it has brought me joy and heartache. But I choose joy. Motherhood is a lifer job. I thought the responsibilities of being a mother ended when my kids turned 18, but that's not true. So, Shea, keep your hand on the baby crib rail. Your clock will come in when the time is right.
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