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Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Fetus is the new black
Is there anyone left out there who isn’t pregnant or planning to get pregnant? Besides me, that is?
I received the happy news this week that my brother’s wife is pregnant with their first and my cousin is preggers with their second. I am absolutely, pitifully, pathetically ecstatic! And I feel completely out of the loop. It seems that procreating is the cool thing to do and I haven’t even completely mastered dating yet.
My two best friends in SC are hearing their biological clocks ticking like tribal drums. Jenn is huge with baby #2 now and one of my Trib colleagues is growing her own little cub reporter. And around town, it seems like everywhere I look, there’s a baby bump. It’s like I’m living in freaking Killeen again, I swear.
I resisted parachute pants and New Kids on the Block dolls and I’ve even managed not to buy one of those giraffe print purses that everyone is carrying right now. I don’t watch reality TV and I’m not addicted to texting. I’m pretty proud of my ability to resist doing what everyone else is doing. But this whole pregnancy thing is a tough one.
To set my parents’ fear at ease, let me say that I have no intention of running out and joining the 9 month club indiscriminately. If I can resist that Louis Vuitton bag I’ve wanted since college, I surely can resist a child. Plus, I’ve probably got a little soul searching to do. Do I want one because I want to be a mom and giving birth is a miracle, blah, blah, nauseating blah? Do I want a baby because everyone else is having one? I’m guessing neither of these is the answer right now.
I think I want one because it would be gorgeous and brilliant and I could buy it cute clothes and books and lots of things with its name on it. Hey, I think I just described the perfect aunt. Maybe there is room for me in this whole trend after all.
