Baby Baby Baby, Oh!
I’m not a Justin Beiber fan (XO Appearently is), but I don’t want to beat up the kid either. I find it interesting that he started on YouTube and that he may not end up as crazy as BSpears did. This post is about my own baby-making. If you follow the wife you know by now that we have started the fertility doctor process.
The first visit was one of the best experiences at a doctor I have ever had. The dude was friendly and maybe because it is kind of a business, we want what he is selling.
Kids have been kind of weird subject for me. I grew up around kids my whole life. I love the kids in my family, and I even have a high tolerance for them. They do drive me nuts when they are at potential of hurting themselves and parents kind of let them be… kind of like the whole, oh they will break their head and get up again, they are kids. I have no clue if I will be like that, or if I will be a total nut that will turn my future kid into a bubble girl or boy… who knows.
What we do know is that we are not going to let this process ruin our relationship or bankrupt us. We are aware of the monetary involvement and adoption is an awesome option. We are both open to it and want a chance at being parents either way.
I was a step-parent for a period of time, and let me tell you that it was an amazing experience. I will never forget the day that a teacher actually approached me and told me that thanks to my involvement the kid was better at school. Looking back, that was the only reason that I stayed in a bad relationship for so long… and the pain is mostly about disappointing a little guy more than anything else.
I was 50/50 with kids before that. I knew what the whole “I want a baby now craze” can do to a relationship. I also knew what a divorce, and before that an unhappy marriage can do to kids as well. I was almost ready to never have kids until I met Bea.
You see, Bea is not just the sweetest person in the world (if you meet her, you cannot disagree with me), but also the most nurturing. We started our relationship without the pressure or pretense that kids had to complete it, but that we would let time dictate things.
We are now at a place where we both feel that kids are something we need to get working on before we get any older. It was amazing to be given some hope, but in the end we knew that if that does not work, there are plenty of kids that would love to be adopted. Either way we are on our way to being parents. Be afraid world, be very afraid!