The Joy of Family
Lately, I've been thinking more and more about family. What it means; why mine wasn't bigger; and when the heck I'm going to start mine. The episodes of Brothers and Sisters had set this off. But also my coming birthday has been a part of this impetus.
I've written previously about having a larger family -- more siblings to consult with and pass the parents of to when times become a little rough. In the coming weeks, I will be on the edge of 30. When my parents were my age, they had already produced 2 children and were working on a third. Most of my aunts and uncles also had produced their first by then. And as I keep thinking about it, the longer I wait, the old I'm going to be when they move off to college and become adults themselves. Part of me wants to be around when they mature -- to see the culmination of my work in raising them.
It looks like Cooper over at Cooper's Corridor has beat me to the punch. He mentioned contemplating something in an earlier post and well in this post, he let's the news drop like an unplanned pregnancy -- well at least that's how I felt. I am so excited for him! We don't know very much about the details of the adoption or how long he had been looking. Congrats and best wishes Cooper!
I'm not sure I can be as brave as Cooper and adopt now. I'm still chasing a career. I'm still single. I don't have much time for myself let alone others. (This would explain the single state also.) Perhaps in a year or two when things settle down a bit, and I've moved out of New York. Manhattan is no place to raise a child on your own. The cost of living is too high and while the experience may be rich for adults in the urban playground, I want something a little more traditional for my kids like grass, trees, and babbling brooks.
I've written previously about having a larger family -- more siblings to consult with and pass the parents of to when times become a little rough. In the coming weeks, I will be on the edge of 30. When my parents were my age, they had already produced 2 children and were working on a third. Most of my aunts and uncles also had produced their first by then. And as I keep thinking about it, the longer I wait, the old I'm going to be when they move off to college and become adults themselves. Part of me wants to be around when they mature -- to see the culmination of my work in raising them.
It looks like Cooper over at Cooper's Corridor has beat me to the punch. He mentioned contemplating something in an earlier post and well in this post, he let's the news drop like an unplanned pregnancy -- well at least that's how I felt. I am so excited for him! We don't know very much about the details of the adoption or how long he had been looking. Congrats and best wishes Cooper!
I'm not sure I can be as brave as Cooper and adopt now. I'm still chasing a career. I'm still single. I don't have much time for myself let alone others. (This would explain the single state also.) Perhaps in a year or two when things settle down a bit, and I've moved out of New York. Manhattan is no place to raise a child on your own. The cost of living is too high and while the experience may be rich for adults in the urban playground, I want something a little more traditional for my kids like grass, trees, and babbling brooks.
posted by Clue Lessness at 8:46 PM
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