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Regarding: Painting

imageI spent most of the weekend repainting my office.  Envision a granny smith apple.  And then vomit that color all over some pretty big (and well-lit) walls.  That is what I was trying to cover up.  The new color was inspired by the color of the water in Turks and Caicos (coming soon to a travel related post).

In between bouts of painting and fume-induced light-headedness, I went to a baby shower accompanied by a good friend.  And her 7 month old baby.  She is my FAVORITE 7 month old.  Ok, she is the only 7 month old I know right now, but she is still my favorite. She has a fantastic older brother, but he didn’t come to the shower.

I am often amused by the ideas of those around me regarding why I don’t have kids.  1. I must not like kids.  I don’t dislike all children.  I don’t like all children either.  In the same way that I don’t like all adults.  I like children I know and have relationships with.  2. I don’t think I would be a good mother.  I think I would be a great mother.  I would throw myself into it 100%, like I do with everything I tackle. There is a shadow of truth to things around sleep, money, travel, sex, etc.  But mostly, I just don’t want to.  I don’t want to give up, even a little, all of the other things that bring me joy in life.  I feel I would be giving up more than I would get back.  And that is just my truth.

I have found what is, for me, a perfect balance.  I can have children in my life without actually having to produce and raise them myself.  I can enjoy spending time with them, seeing them grow and also sending them home.  Thank you to my friends that have taken on the larger commitment so that I can enjoy your children!

Regarding Baby Showers….

This weekend, I will attend my first baby shower in 10+ years.  Make no mistake, I am THRILLED that these wonderful people are having a baby.  I can think of few couples that are more deserving.  But being invited to a baby shower means finding a baby gift.  Gift registries have made this much less of a guessing game.  Or so I thought.

As I was wandering through the gift registries online and browsing the items,  I thought  WTF is this stuff?  Except for a few items of clothing, some bottles and a bouncy seat, I have no freaking clue what most of this stuff is.  How do I put together a decent gift basket if I don’t know what goes with what?  I am likely to leave out some key piece of puzzle, like trying to complete a jigsaw puzzle without having seen the picture first.

I can’t wait to actually meet the baby, sometime in late September.  So I can hold it, play with it, shake it up and hand it back.  I am mostly kidding.  But it does give me another kid-fix without making the commitment myself.  Going to a baby shower, for me, is like watching someone get botox.  I want to observe and even can’t look away, but it is an actual experience that I want no part of myself.