It’s a huge societal expectation to get married and have babies, enough so that all the folks in happy, committed, long term relationships get asked continually when they’ll be taking that trip down the aisle.
Every day won’t be perfect.
Kids are basically gonna destroy us. We’re the ones who are going to end up in diapers. They started off there, we end up there. Unless… We play, too.
Do you understand the magnitude of just how crucial doing this job the best way that you can is?
When you’re in a healthy, loving relationship with the man of your dreams and you get pregnant accidentally, you still have reproductive rights. I chose to exercise mine.
Kids are adorable. Sort of.
People often ask us what are we going to do when we have children. What a question. How do I even begin to answer this without pretending like I have got all my shit together?
There are plenty of other people who want to have children. I don’t need to be one of them.
What if my kid never finds true love? What if they feel perpetually misunderstood? What if I’m the one who just can’t understand them?
She always knew she could be anything she wanted because it never occurred to her that she couldn’t.