I never wanted kids when I was a teenager, because of my emet. As I got older this desire to be a mom kicked in full force. My best friend was gay, and we talked about it for almost a year. We decided to try around Thanksgiving of 1998. I tracked my cycle and one day said "it's time". It worked the first try. I was terrified after the doc confirmed. A few months in I began to question my decision...will I be good at it, how canI bring a child into this chaotic world, etc. The day I was to give birth, I locked myself in the bathroom at the hospital~determined not to have the baby, lol. Of course, that wasn't gonna work. As soon as I saw my beautiful baby girl, I knew I had made the right choice. My ex-girlfriend and I broke up around her 1st birthday...she never really wanted kids. When Annie was 3, I met my current partner. She had just had a son a few months earlier. I love him...although the emet isway more trying with him. He's one of those kids that just v* randomly. Our daughter doesn't...she's only done it maybe3 times in 7 years. Our son is close to hitting the 100 mark-yes, you read that right. Terrifying, but I don't love him any less because of it. I have wondered if it is due to the method of conception...Annie was natural, Avery was done by artificial insemination, or possibly nothing more than different genes. My girl and I plan on having another baby in 5 years(which she is gonna carry, but we're using my egg), so we'll see.


Kids are worth all the fear they bring with them. Mine keep me focused on the good life. I have toface responsibility head on. Every time they smile, I realize that there is something more to life than emet.