Baby Birthdays
This weekend I had the privilege of attending the first birthday of my friend's little girl. Well, it's not really MY friend, it's a friend of my cousin, but we used to spend some summers together when we were kids, so let's say we know each other...
So anyway, I came for a visit to my cousin's place and unexpectedly ended up celebrating 1st birthday of little Ivona. I started thinking about when was the last time I attended a kid's birthday, any kid's, and I couldn't remember...
It's so weird, when I was a kid, attending primary school and high school, I used to love kids, I was babysitting for our neighbour and was tutoring some kids in English; I was even planning to have a huge family when I grow up and get married - minimum 4 kids... Today things have changed - it's like my patience for kids is becoming less and less with every year that goes by. There were 7 or 8 other kids on that birthday party, different ages, and when they started running around the yard and screaming I felt like screaming myself and making them all shut up. I've really learned to admire people who have families, especially large ones, I mean, it takes a huge amount of energy to deal with kids 24/7. I don't know if these kids today are indeed more vivacious than we were when I was a kid, or I just don't remember how things were back then? Hm... And to think, in my family more and more cousins from my line are having kids, it's like a regular family baby-boom. Not to mention some of my friends who went to primary school or high school with me are also married and on the way of or already having kids... In a year or two, we will be having a couple of kids' birthdays in my family as well and then - there's no escaping it...
It's a strange concept to grasp, I can't picture myself having a husband and a baby now, or even in the near future... Maybe I am just turning into one of those heavy feminist career women who love their independence, as it allows them to do as they please without having to justify their actions to anybody... As appealing as it sounds, maybe being so independent also isn't a very good option. As a great friend of mine was trying to reason with me a month or so ago - everybody needs someone in their life to share good and bad times with, joys and sorrows, and, as he so victoriously put it - sex. I was arguing that in life you can only rely on yourself to get what you need/want, but lately some of the stuff he said is making more and more sense... I think I need to think about the facts of life some more and see what it is exactly I want out of my life.
Well anyway, when I find out what I really want from my life, I'm sure things will fall into place themselves. If not - I'll just have to work a bit harder.
So anyway, I came for a visit to my cousin's place and unexpectedly ended up celebrating 1st birthday of little Ivona. I started thinking about when was the last time I attended a kid's birthday, any kid's, and I couldn't remember...
It's so weird, when I was a kid, attending primary school and high school, I used to love kids, I was babysitting for our neighbour and was tutoring some kids in English; I was even planning to have a huge family when I grow up and get married - minimum 4 kids... Today things have changed - it's like my patience for kids is becoming less and less with every year that goes by. There were 7 or 8 other kids on that birthday party, different ages, and when they started running around the yard and screaming I felt like screaming myself and making them all shut up. I've really learned to admire people who have families, especially large ones, I mean, it takes a huge amount of energy to deal with kids 24/7. I don't know if these kids today are indeed more vivacious than we were when I was a kid, or I just don't remember how things were back then? Hm... And to think, in my family more and more cousins from my line are having kids, it's like a regular family baby-boom. Not to mention some of my friends who went to primary school or high school with me are also married and on the way of or already having kids... In a year or two, we will be having a couple of kids' birthdays in my family as well and then - there's no escaping it...
It's a strange concept to grasp, I can't picture myself having a husband and a baby now, or even in the near future... Maybe I am just turning into one of those heavy feminist career women who love their independence, as it allows them to do as they please without having to justify their actions to anybody... As appealing as it sounds, maybe being so independent also isn't a very good option. As a great friend of mine was trying to reason with me a month or so ago - everybody needs someone in their life to share good and bad times with, joys and sorrows, and, as he so victoriously put it - sex. I was arguing that in life you can only rely on yourself to get what you need/want, but lately some of the stuff he said is making more and more sense... I think I need to think about the facts of life some more and see what it is exactly I want out of my life.
Well anyway, when I find out what I really want from my life, I'm sure things will fall into place themselves. If not - I'll just have to work a bit harder.
posted by Ivna R. @ 6:29 PM
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