Wednesday, Jan. 19, 2022 @ 12:52 pm
My Own Family
I’ve spent my life up until now being confused about my lack of desire for children. I wondered what was wrong with me. I wondered if I’d ever get the urge.
And now, at an age and stage when having small children is rare, and oftentimes not even possible, I finally have the desire.
I want a noisy, chaotic house. I want small, wriggly bodies crawling into our bed before sunrise on Christmas morning. I want the backseat of the car to be strewn with goldfish. I want a funny, grumpy, tiny version of myself, of Russell, riding in a bike trailer behind me.
I want my own family.