I still have moments of sadness that I won't be a mom, although I think it was the right choice, and given my DES status and fucked up reproductive system, it may not even have been possible. The DH has never wanted kids, although I didn't find that out until after I made my decision about it. I don't have a lot of regrets about my choice, but for some reason, it meant a lot to me that the DH told me that he thinks I would have been a great mom.

It is definitely very much entrenched. I've been agonizing about it SIMPLY BECAUSE of the cultural norm. I don't even know what I think about it anymore.

I think you're a cool gal, and there should be more cool gals like you, and that is why you should pass your genes into another cool gal, because your genes are cool, probably. Or something. But you could just as easily pass that coolness along by being you around many people.

As a science person, it sometimes puzzles me why people wouldn't want to pass their genes along to the next generation, but I also know the world is overpopulated. It's nature vs. Nature!

In Cancer News:

A discussion of cancer always makes me think of the cancer-sniffing dogs and how weird and yet cool that is.

It's actually more polite than what I have already been thinking at them, so maybe that's a good thing.

Believe me, the shouting would be accompanied by a thorough whacking about the head, were I to go that route.

I don't have a lot of regrets about my choice, but for some reason, it meant a lot to me that the DH told me that he thinks I would have been a great mom.

I agree with the DH. You can come up and practice on Matilda anytime.

I also make it a point, if some friends are together, but not married to not ask "when are you getting married?"

I usually just say, "Are you two....uh?" and wave my hand vaguely.

I don't even know what I think about it anymore

Part of me is very entrenched as well. But at this point I don't want children because I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be a good mom. Also, I personally require a husband/SO/child-rearing buddy, so that's gotta come first. I'm kinda riding out the biological clock at this point. (I'm this young, and saying this, which makes me HORRIBLE.)

Being an aunt is AWESOME, though.

I want a chicken Caesar salad from the bakery up the street. But, it's FREEZING outside. Guess I'm just gonna have to make one for myself.

I'm so lazy sometimes.

Your definition of "lazy" does not equal mine, vw.

ION, this cannot be real: [link]

"Unleash the sex kitten inside...simply extend the Peekaboo pole inside the tube, slip on the sexy tunes and away you go!"

Now, as if "extend the Peekaboo pole inside the tube" wasn't porny enough...

This makes me think of that Chris Rock routine about how fathers have one job: "Keep your daughter off the pole."

Jen, you should have tossed them overboard right then and there. No jury would convict you.

I was so tempted.

I was also baffled, because before this conversation, we'd found them to be very nice, interesting people, and we used to enjoy talking with them.