Why I Can’t Wait To Be A Mom… But I Can

First and foremost, I LOVE kids. For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved kids. Loved being around them, playing with them, caring for them, all of that.

But I can wait.

And when I say I can wait, I mean it. I’m coming around the corner of being 18. Yeah it is kind of young to think about children, but I have always been the type to plan my whole life 10 years before I get there.

I have always said I want to wait until I’m 23… ish.

But why rush?

While it feels like almost everyone around me is pregnant, I’ve realised I don’t want to be a mom as much as I use to, or maybe at all.

There is just so much I want to do, accomplish, and experience,where can I fit a toddler in there?

I’m almost positive that this idea will change within the next few years but right now, I’m okay.

Like REALLY okay.

Now this really hit me last night while I was at dinner and there were kids crying and screaming right behind me.

It wasn’t really bothering me personally, but I just kept thinking about the mother and father. They’re the ones chasing the kid, cleaning up after them, and probably worrying themselves sick. THEY’RE the ones that have to deal with them 24/7, not me.

And,yeah I’m 100% okay with not having to deal with kids for a long, long time.

This is all a bit strange for me because, like I said before, I love kids. I love the infectious laughs, the tight hugs, and just seeing them smile. But raising kids isn’t just the good times. It’s also tears, snot, throw up, or poop. I might be wrong, but it seems like there is more of the latter.

Right now, I’m learning so much about myself and I don’t see that stopping anytime soon. How are you suppose to bring a child into this world when you don’t know yourself completely? Or you don’t know exactly what you want? Being a parent is all about teaching. So before I bring a child into this world I will learn everything I possibly can.

I can’t wait to be a mom and have my very own bundle of joy. But yeah, I can wait. And in the meantime I will continue to love on everyone else’s kids and play with them and dream about when I’ll be ready for my own.

 

Miss Elizabeth

 

 

8 Replies to “Why I Can’t Wait To Be A Mom… But I Can”

  1. I hear so much of myself in this post. I got married young-20 but neither of us were anywhere close to being ready for kids. 4 years later, we thought for a second we were ready for kids and that second turned into me questioning whether I wanted kids at all. A rambunctious dog and two kids later (my first was born when I was 29), I wouldn’t trade them for the world, but I am glad we waited. There’s so much to experience for you as an individual, but don’t count kids out yet. Yes there are rough things that come along with kids, but that first teary eyed, whole body hug while they sob “i love you” makes all the bad stuff worth it.

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  2. I think it’s great that you know this about yourself. Its hard for people who are not fully ready to have kids. It’s a big change, and I mean big. I had my first at 25, and I couldn’t wait. I love my (3) kids more than anything in this world, but I sometimes think that my husband and I should have spent more time doing “things” (traveling, etc) together first.

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  3. I’m 99.9% sure I don’t want to have kids at all but I definitely can’t imagine having kids right now where I am at in life, at age 26. I’m doing pretty well for myself. I’m in an amazing relationship and have my own business but I feel like I still don’t even know who I am or my purpose in life and I need to figure that out before I bring someone else into the world.

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