Will you have my babies?
I had an incredibly odd dream last night. It was now, only it was a differnt now. I was weeks away from graduating with my degree and had already found a place to life in some other city and begin my internship. He was moving across town and we were getting the place together. (Now here i'm going to say that i'm not going to tell you who 'he' is. It's not really relevant to the story. Everyone with a penis who reads this will inevitably end up believing it's them anyway.) We'd been talking about getting married, and seemed generally pleased with the idea. Fast-forward six years.
We're married. I've changed, he's changed, but we've changed together so it still works. We're happy. I've been thinking about opening my own business. He's decided that he wants to do something else with his life. He wants to start his own business too. We've been saving like mad and both made good money to begin with. The bank gives us a rediculous loan. Fast-forward a year.
His business (and I say business because I don't know what it was) is up and running. It's begun turning a profit. Mine isn't open. It was simply not possible for him to continue as he was, and I was more than comfortable, so I stayed where I was and we focused mostly on his. I've got a building, and we've moved into the top floor. It's slow, but we're working on it. I'll open within the year. Fast-forward six months.
I'm opening any day. Our luck has been amazing. Everything is going splendidly, but We think i'm pregnant. He's excited. I'm worried that we already have too much to deal with. Some of the guys he works with, or maybe who work for him are married and have kids. I'm friends with their wives. We do large weekend things where everyone comes over and we just fuck around in the back yard. One of them has just had a baby. Her husband was trying to learn how to deal with a child. He was afraid he'd hurt it, or break it, or whatever it is that makes men so afraid of babies. My boy borrowed the baby from his momma, walked over to it's daddy and forced it upon him. After awhile they both completely forgot they were 'men' and were cooing and fussing over it. I remember thinking 'he's going to be such a great daddy'and then something clicked in my head and I wasn't afraid anymore.
I woke up, but it was one of those odd half asleep wakings. I was scared because I wasn't afraid to be having kids. Then I realized it had only been a dream and was extatic because there's no way in hell i'm ready for kids. I cannot possibly imagine having children at my age. I cannot imagine having several children already by the time I reached my age. Almost everyone I know still lives at home with their parents. Why do so many people think it's ok to have children that they're not emotionally ready or financially able to raise?
Anyway, it was just...it was a strange dream is all. Gives you a little bit of hope, you know? That maybe, just maybe, there is a piece of happiness out there just for you. And if you're lucky, someone worth sharing it with. Things you never imagined yourself doing somehow don't seem so far fetched.
We're married. I've changed, he's changed, but we've changed together so it still works. We're happy. I've been thinking about opening my own business. He's decided that he wants to do something else with his life. He wants to start his own business too. We've been saving like mad and both made good money to begin with. The bank gives us a rediculous loan. Fast-forward a year.
His business (and I say business because I don't know what it was) is up and running. It's begun turning a profit. Mine isn't open. It was simply not possible for him to continue as he was, and I was more than comfortable, so I stayed where I was and we focused mostly on his. I've got a building, and we've moved into the top floor. It's slow, but we're working on it. I'll open within the year. Fast-forward six months.
I'm opening any day. Our luck has been amazing. Everything is going splendidly, but We think i'm pregnant. He's excited. I'm worried that we already have too much to deal with. Some of the guys he works with, or maybe who work for him are married and have kids. I'm friends with their wives. We do large weekend things where everyone comes over and we just fuck around in the back yard. One of them has just had a baby. Her husband was trying to learn how to deal with a child. He was afraid he'd hurt it, or break it, or whatever it is that makes men so afraid of babies. My boy borrowed the baby from his momma, walked over to it's daddy and forced it upon him. After awhile they both completely forgot they were 'men' and were cooing and fussing over it. I remember thinking 'he's going to be such a great daddy'and then something clicked in my head and I wasn't afraid anymore.
I woke up, but it was one of those odd half asleep wakings. I was scared because I wasn't afraid to be having kids. Then I realized it had only been a dream and was extatic because there's no way in hell i'm ready for kids. I cannot possibly imagine having children at my age. I cannot imagine having several children already by the time I reached my age. Almost everyone I know still lives at home with their parents. Why do so many people think it's ok to have children that they're not emotionally ready or financially able to raise?
Anyway, it was just...it was a strange dream is all. Gives you a little bit of hope, you know? That maybe, just maybe, there is a piece of happiness out there just for you. And if you're lucky, someone worth sharing it with. Things you never imagined yourself doing somehow don't seem so far fetched.