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Showing posts with label Southern girls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Southern girls. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

grits

My mind is all over the place today. I want to write about something "light". Something upbeat & positive+. I'm just not sure what that is supposed to look like at the moment. :) So, I think I'm just gonna stick to what is on my mind at this very moment. 

munchkins
Not the kind you eat-although I could devour a box if you put them in front of me right now.

I'm surrounded by them on a daily basis. I'm a nanny. My friends are popping them out like it's their job. My family is on a constant hunt for an exact time (if that's even possible) when our family will start to grow. Society says I should have already had them. 

Growing up in the SOUTH tends to put a certain stigma on where you should be at certain points in your life. If you're from the "dirty south", you know what I'm talking about..even if you're not, you probably still know. Ever heard of "G.R.I.T.S." or Girls Raised In The South?! Example: you meet your husband in college, get married around 23/24, pop out 2.5 kids in the next couple of years, etc etc etc. 

I'm 31. Married for a short 7 months. Kids are in our future...but not immediate. To say I'm an atypical southern woman would be an understatement!! I graduated college, worked for a year, then packed up & moved to Cali for a year & a half. Moved back to Atl, then to VA, then to England, and eventually settled in Charleston, SC. I traveled and "spread my wings" while most of my girlfriends were doing the "normal" things: i.e. getting married, buying the house & popping out babies. 

I wouldn't trade my decisions for anything! I've seen & experienced so much. I've lived! But, so have they. Just differently. God let me "FLY" & then brought me to my match at the perfect time for me. I can't imagine having been married in my early 20's. I was a disaster! I made some really crap relationship decisions. I got my heart broken. I learned tons. I grew. I found "me". I found a deeper relationship with God. 

Fast forward to now: My husband & I can't wait to have kiddos. We are excited, and {almost} ready to start having them. But, something funny has happened. *(I don't remember a point in my life not wanting kids--lots of em! [I'm an only, so I've always wanted a large family]).* My husband has always wanted kids too, but obviously hasn't had the dreams about it like I have. lol. Now that it's in our realistic, foreseeable future, I'm panicking!!! He is ready. I'm freaking out. 

  • Are we ready? Really ready?
  • Do we have the means to raise a kid?
  • Are we gonna be good enough parents?
  • Are we ready to give up our selfish desires?
  • Don't we need to pay off our debt first?
  • What if I can't get pregnant?

I always dreamed of being a young mom. (Yes, I know I'm still young. But, by my southern standards--I'm old as dirt to be starting a family.) With the desires of having a few kids & adopting.....I guess I need to turn the panic mode down & the the ignite your engine button on!! {At some point soon}