I want a baby.
I was never really into dolls as a kid. I think it was mainly due to a traumatic barbie doll experience that I wrote about not long ago on here. I just was never really attracted to the whole carrying a doll around, feeding it, changing it, and putting it to sleep kind of thing, only to repeat the process 30 seconds later when I got bored. I was more of a toy cars, run around going mental kind of kid. Not alots changed, lol. To call myself ambitious I think would be wrong. Because unfortunately I have never really had a burning ambition for any career path. I have never wanted to make alot of money. I have never wanted to be a success in my chosen career. I've never wanted to be a stay at home Mummy either. Some of you are probably sitting there wondering, what do you want? I sit here and wonder that myself sometimes too.
When I was growing up my Mum was a stay at home Mum. There is quite a gap between my sisters and I, so as soon as they were reaching an age where she felt she didn't need to be constantly at home, and they could take more care of themselves, along I came and ruined that completely. So pretty much for a good 20 years she has stayed at home and looked after us bundles of joy. Well not so much anymore, but I was a bundle of joy at one point, honest. I remember all my way through school thinking that is the last thing that I wanted to do. Stay at home and look after a baby and husband. I just didn't see the point. I always had it in my mind that I wanted to provide for myself, and to be fully capable of taking care of myself, and one day in the long distant future I may consider having a family, and then I will still only stay home with my baby a few months and then go back to work, and life will return relatively to normal, right?
My sister having a baby has given me some insight into just how different reality is to how things go on in my imagination. My love for my niece is second to nothing. She is number one for me. If I don't see her for a few days I miss her, badly. There is nothing more I love than cuddling up to her at night and reading her a bedtime story and that feeling that there is no one else in the world but her and I, as we both get lost in these lands of fairytale and magic. So I imagine, that feeling is going to be even more intense with my own babies. So leaving them, I am not sure about anymore. It was never about for me that I would have a career that I really wanted to return too. That isn't something that drives me. It was more about having freedom and my own independence. I didn't want to be tied to a family, and a baby, and a house, and have nothing else going on but that.
Things have changed. Because I know the one thing that I want more than anything is a baby. I know I am young. I know that I have to wait a few years. I know that I have to find a loving partner who wants the same things. I know that I have to be able to provide for my baby. I know that babies aren't dolls. I know they are hard work. I know my life won't be my own anymore. I know that it will be damn hard work. I know that sometimes I will feel like I can't do it. Most of all I know that it will be more than worth it. I want a baby. I know there are many things that I have to do before then. I want a baby to be born into a loving family, where they will go without nothing, but one day, and that day isn't to far away, I want a baby. I know that life doesn't always work out the way you want it to, and for many reasons I know that I may not have a baby. Though that would be heartbreaking, and fingers crossed it wouldn't come to that, I would get over it. I am just happy that for once, I know what I want. I don't really know if I am wrong to want this. Should you want it? Or should it be something that just happens, when you are with the person you love? Should you have ambition to have children?