Glad you figured it out! Now, about that book…
That sounds like a really neat option for you. Good luck!
Quartz - this is such an odd statement, not so much in general, but for me in particular. You have no idea how very, very funny it is to me.
A large part of the reason my ex and I broke up is because I wanted kids and he didn’t. He actually told me in the extended breakup period that he was just telling me what I wanted to hear when we got married (at 24), and that he’d figure I would “grow out” of wanting to have children. ![]()
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My boyfriend and I have been dating about a year. Is he “The One”? No. Mostly because I don’t believe in “The One.” As Dan savage says - there’s no One, there’s the .6 that you can round up, and there’s probably more than one of those in the world. That being said, we are extremely happy together, and right now, I foresee us having a long, happy relationship. But between his vasectomy and my IUD… Babies aren’t something that’s going to happen on accident. Of all possible situations where we’d need medical intervention, this is pretty minor on the list, but it’s still something that would take purpose. Additionally, he’s got two kids - 3 and 4 - with a batshit loco ex wife that’s made him seriously gun shy about more kids. He’ll want a little girl when she finally leaves him alone for awhile.
But… that’s not a conversation I’m going to have with him today or tomorrow. Introducing me to their lives is going to be a slooooow process. We’ve spent a couple days together, and those have gone well, but the wild instability between their days with her and with him mean that I’m not going to be any more than an occasional presence in their lives for a while yet. Probably the next year or so.
So if I decided I wanted to be a mother - and NOW - it would be alone. I couldn’t subject my boyfriend to attempting to be a partner to someone he hadn’t impregnated while dealing with his own kids - in a city over two hours away. That just seems terribly rude and unfair to him. And without financial (Or, honestly, emotional) support from my immediate family, it would be difficult.
sigh it’s such a lovely idea… but so unworkable for my life.