babies everywhere!

So, a lot of people I know seem to be having babies. It’s incredibly bizarre. It’s been happening for years and I still can’t comprehend it. All these people with babies. Intentional or accidental, they’re all paying mortgages and working two jobs and getting married and buying dogs to play with their kids. Some time last year, I thought to myself “Wow, when Mom was this age she had been married for three years and was pregnant with Tim”. That’s friggen astounding to think of.

At that point Steve and I had been together, for better or for worse, off and on, for almost six years… and though we had been together before and longer than all those people who were/are having kids and getting married, the very thought of doing either of those things always either made us laugh, or make awkward, uncomfortable faces at whoever was inquiring about when we were gonna “start”. The answer is, was and always will be NO. NOT FOR A VERY, VERY LONG TIME. IF EVER. I DON’T KNOW AND I DON’T PLAN ON KNOWING FOR ANOTHER PERIOD OF MANY YEARS. Whenever people would ask I always think of this old toothpaste for dinner comic:

But since they always had marriages and kids, it would probably not be the nicest thing to say that to them. Ofcourse I’m not “old” yet, I’m only 22! I’m in university, I barely make enough money to eat and pay rent, throwing a mortgage and a few babies into the mix certainly isn’t going to help. My friends are NUTS. Friends: STOP HAVING BABIES. I don’t want to babysit them, they are fat and they smell. And I don’t want to buy you a wedding present ‘cause you’re probably just going to divorce in less than a year anyway and I don’t want to waste money on a set of dishes that will probably be thrown against a wall during an incredibly heated argument.

A little cynical? Maybe. It’s more that I think people are CRAZY IN THE HEAD. I’m by no means scared of commitment or pessimistic about marriage… my parents have been together for almost 30 years and are genuinely in love with each other, they still share a bed, go for nightly walks, hold hands while they’re driving…it was a wonderful environment to grow up in. I know marriages can work and I know love can last. But SHEESH, enough with the babies already. They seriously smell.