- I may want a promotion at work, but I may not be ready for it.
- At one point in my early 20's I wanted a nice house in S. Minneapolis to call my own, but I was definitely not ready for it.
- Most days I am ready to go for a run, but I often don't want to go.
- I may be ready to start attending Shabbat services at Temple Israel, but I don't want to start (this item is a whole OTHER blog post!)
- The lawn is ready to be mowed, but I don't want to mow it.
My point today is that I understand that I will never be ready to have kids, but that doesn't mean that I want them. I struggle quite a bit with my feelings towards having or not having kids.
I have very well meaning friends that assure me that there will never be a perfect time to make that leap. I know that the timing will never be perfect. They also tell me that it will be "different" when the kids are my own. The problem with that kind of encouragement is that I actually like kids. I like babies, toddlers, pre-teens... sometimes I even like the moody teenagers!
Hot Hubby and I talk about having kids (or not) a lot. The issue we have isn't whether or not we are ready for kids. The issue is whether or not we want kids.