One thing I love about blogging is that I can look back at things I’ve written and reflect on why I felt a certain way in the past, or how I’ve changed or grown in certain ways. As I approach my 32nd birthday (coming up tomorrow, November 4), I am reminded of the post I wrote on the eve of my 28th birthday, when I wondered why, as a married woman in her late 20’s, I just wasn’t ready for children. I didn’t know if I ever wanted children. Like, ever (said in Taylor Swift’s voice).
I resolved to revisit the topic in two years, when I was about to turn 30, which I did. By that time I had gotten divorced and had been dating Brian for over a year. We weren’t yet engaged, but I knew I wanted to marry him and have a family with him someday.
Now, two years later, Brian and I are newly married and it is the first time in my life that I feel like I am really ready to have children. Like, soon. It used to be that I would look at a young family and think they were cute, but now when I see a young family I want that to be us. I want Ryder, Tansy and Jethro to be big doggy siblings to little human babies. Having 9 nieces and nephews, I already know that the dogs are great with kids.
Brian and I have talked about it, and we’re going to start trying for a family sometime in the spring or summer. I’m nervous and excited about the whole process, but I know that we have so much love to give as a couple and as a family. In another two years I will revisit this and see where we are… hopefully while a baby is napping. 😉