found this on sarah jane’s blog:
One of my childless friends has come down with a severe case of “baby fever”. Uh-oh! Move over mamas, is there room for one more in this leaky lifeboat? I tried to explain to her what it means to become a mother. I’m still not sure whether I was trying to rescue or recruit but I told her that having a child is the worst thing that can ever happen to a woman. And that it’s also the best thing that can ever happen to a woman. She stood there and stared at me as if I were from another planet (which I may very well be but that’s a topic for another day).
So I told her that having a baby would ruin her life. No really, I’m serious. I said look at your body. Your clean neat apartment. Consider your career. Your bank account. Your address book full of fun party pals. Your stylish wardrobe. Weekend mornings sleeping in. Your hobbies. Your peace and quiet. Your sanity. Your identity as a competent intelligent woman. Take a good long look at all of that. Your life as you know it. Because as soon as you have a baby, it will all be GONE GONE GONE!!! Destroyed! Demolished! Your life will be a pile of dust at your feet.
And then you will have to completely rebuild it from scratch on 2 hours sleep with a squalling demanding varmit balanced on your hip, crusty dishes piled up to your eyeballs, waist-deep in dirty laundry, with puke on your shirt, Cheerios in your hair, your husband trailing after you whining for sex, bill collectors at the door, and your mother-in-law on the phone listing the top 10 ways you’re spoiling that baby. (You wonder if she’s referring to her baby or yours.) And it’s not even 8 AM yet. Get a puppy instead. They’re easier to pottytrain.
paragraph breaks mine, to make it easier to read. but you should go read the rest of it. you’ll love it. especially all you single friends of mine who tell me judah makes you want to have kids…
Nothing new. Judah still makes me want to have kids. “Your life” should be “your selfish life” in every above case. A person brings a helpless baby into the world and expects less than this? If/When I have the priveledge of being a father, I will expect no less.
Yeah my body may be gone along with most of my mind, but thats ok….it suits me everytime one of my kids smile, or love on me…i agree with daniel, in the sensee that if you aren’t ready to give all of your personal freedoms for a child, then you aren’t ready. i praise God for giving us these little goofballs…they woke us up.
Just wanted to follow up that I’m sure I’ll have 1000000 wake ups as it were when the day comes…and I’ll probably bemoan the loss of some freedoms –privately– but with two big disclaimers–I knew those freedoms would be lost, and there are no regrets–not even with the timing. But then again, I’m at that point in my life. I can’t say I had that attitude 10 years ago.