This mini vent post really got me thinking about how the people I interact with deal with my childlessness. I kinda feel bad for her. It seems like children never came up (except with my Gram) until after John and I got engaged.
Mom – she says wait as long as possible. Seriously she wants me to wait till I’m 50. But in the next breath she’ll mention how she wants her grandkids to call her Nona instead of grandma lol
Dad – says he doesn’t care when they come, just don’t bring them around him (yeah right!)
Gram – is my only family member asking me when I will be getting knocked up (but she wouldn’t dare say it in that language hahaha)
Friends – are well aware of my obsession and TTC countdown and generally know better than to say anything about it
Coworkers/Acquaintances/Strangers – the girls in my office (prying ass heffas) are asking about it and I just hold them off with: “oh it’s not time yet…Not for us.” Acquaintances and people I have recently met get the same story…unless the person asking is pregnant…then I attack them with a barrage of questions.
I’m really happy that the people in my life aren’t pressuring me to pop a bun in the oven. It would stress me out, and in turn I would stress John out even more than I currently am.
Did the people in your life pressure you, or are they pressuring you? How did you handle it?