Imma Be On Time....
So as of late, I've been getting the
"When are you going to.............?" questions.
When are you going to start dating?
When are you going to be in a real relationship?
When are you going to realize you're getting older?
When are you going to start having kids?
Ok, I can take the first three questions, brush them off, and roll my eyes in true Crys.C fashion.
But, When I'm going to have kids?!?
Like, really?
That question always irks me for some reason, whether it comes from my mom or a friend.
It's even more awkward when it comes from an ex.
It's like everyone has bids on my womb...
Betting on when I'm going to pop one out honestly shouldn't be a concern.
I've heard everything from 'You don't want to be 60 with a 10 year old' to 'After 35 there are too many risk'.
That's all well and dandy...
If old ass Halle Berry can have a seed, then what makes them think I can't?
I have a whole decade to reach 35. So there's no reason for me to be on a hunt for a sperm donor at this very moment.
I really don't see what's the big deal. It's not that I have anything against having kids (it's thought of child birth that scares the ish out of me), I just can't envision myself raising my kid in a fatherless home. If I'm bringing a life into this world, I want it to be with someone that I can see myself with for the rest of my life.
So until I meet that person that I want to combine genetics with, I will be just fine.
God has a plan for everyone.
If it's meant for me to be the aunt with no kids, then so be it.
But if it's in His plan for me to be a parent, then it will happen
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