Showing posts with label ticking biological clock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ticking biological clock. Show all posts

Monday, January 26, 2009

He said WHAT?

Byrd asked me today, "Do you want to have a baby?"

I was putting up things after dinner and this caught me totally off guard. This, from a man who insists he hates kids. I thought he was joking around.

I didn't answer. I asked him back, "Do you?" Still thinking he was joking. His usual response to my teasing suggestions about procreation is "HELL no."

This time he said, "Yeah, maybe."

I nearly choked.

Could it be that he's softening up a little, maybe feeling his age? Or is it the fact that I'm staying home, taking care of things, that makes him feel more comfortable with the image of a traditional family?

Not to worry, though. I won't be ready for kids for another five years, at least. I still have a lot I want to do before taking on that sort of responsibility. And then there are the dogs.