Anya ,'Touched'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Steph, I, for one, was not offended in the least. If it matters, what with me being a breeder and all.
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I love being a mom. I would hope that noone thought less of me for loving being a mom. I would never think less of anyone for not wanting to be a parent. It just means that you are the person I come to when I have no money.
Heh. I think I'm just worried about getting my heart broken. Which of course, is impossible to predict/prevent(in a sane way)/etc.
Stupid realtionship crap.
I'm completely glad about it...especially when I think about how I worried about that starting out...I wish I had thought in terms of doing it piece by piece cause that's how it happened. Bird by bird, you might say. And I have references beyond the One Prof Who Doesn't Think I'm A Mental Patient, as in college.(My nerves were...not that strong, in school. I still feel bad about that, even thinking about all the demands I had on them.)
Teppy--I knew as an editrix, you'd understrand that it was merely semantic for me! I knew you didn't mean it the way I took it. It is a phrase I have heard others use (and mean) so I thought it was worth bringing up.
I apologize for my sloppy shorthand semantics. I didn't mean to offend parents or non-parents; all of your lives are your own and equally valid.
Teppy, I didn't even know that Robin was responding to you (I had to skim a bit since I'm still at work). I was responding to the topic in general, not your comment. No worries on my end!
Okay; I was just afraid, between misinterpreting David's earlier post, and my sloppy shorthand, that I was coming off as even more of a dick than usual and managing to offend everyone in one fell swoop.
I love being a mom. I would hope that noone thought less of me for loving being a mom. I would never think less of anyone for not wanting to be a parent. It just means that you are the person I come to when I have no money.
Heh.
Being childless somehow meant that we weren't a "real" family--that we weren't "real" adults. Some people were (and are) downright patronizing about it.
I've run into that attitude a lot. In fact, someone once told me "Oh, once you outgrow this whole goth thing, you'll change you're mind about kids". I just boggled at them.
puts away cable knit sweaters to save for when Jilli grows out of the Goth thing
I've run into that attitude a lot. In fact, someone once told me "Oh, once you outgrow this whole goth thing, you'll change you're mind about kids". I just boggled at them.
My eyes just rolled so hard that they fell back into my skull and are rattling around in there like a rainmaker.
I wish I could say I was surprised, but I'm not.
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puts away cable knit sweaters to save for when Jilli grows out of the Goth thing
BWAH!!! What, no gauchos?