I am terrified of pregnancy and I’m terrified of having children. This was a conditioned response to elements of my upbringing. These terrors also had resulted in my being terrified of sex. I’ve been doing a lot of work on all these things. The idea of being pregnant terrifies me for various reasons. First, it’s something that I have fought tooth and nail to avoid. From a young age, I received the unfortunate message that having children requires you to give up everything you want, means probable abandonment…basically, it will likely ruin your life. When I was a teen and a woman in my very early 20’s, this meant no sex. After I got over that, it meant hyper safe sex. And now that I am a woman in my 30’s, I finally have learned to trust the science of birth control. I feel more relaxed about it. Other than all this, the idea of being pregnant in a work place, in a culture that thinks it’s OK to invade the privacy and personal space of pregnant women because, well, everyone is just so happy for you or something, skeeves me out. I don’t want my coworkers to throw me a baby shower. I don’t want to have big conversations about it or know what they think about parenting. My fear of this got so bad that at one point I figured I’d just quit when Wes and I were ready to have kids. I have since abandoned that silly notion.
It Takes a Village, and Other Cliches
It Takes a Village, and Other Cliches
It Takes a Village, and Other Cliches
I am terrified of pregnancy and I’m terrified of having children. This was a conditioned response to elements of my upbringing. These terrors also had resulted in my being terrified of sex. I’ve been doing a lot of work on all these things. The idea of being pregnant terrifies me for various reasons. First, it’s something that I have fought tooth and nail to avoid. From a young age, I received the unfortunate message that having children requires you to give up everything you want, means probable abandonment…basically, it will likely ruin your life. When I was a teen and a woman in my very early 20’s, this meant no sex. After I got over that, it meant hyper safe sex. And now that I am a woman in my 30’s, I finally have learned to trust the science of birth control. I feel more relaxed about it. Other than all this, the idea of being pregnant in a work place, in a culture that thinks it’s OK to invade the privacy and personal space of pregnant women because, well, everyone is just so happy for you or something, skeeves me out. I don’t want my coworkers to throw me a baby shower. I don’t want to have big conversations about it or know what they think about parenting. My fear of this got so bad that at one point I figured I’d just quit when Wes and I were ready to have kids. I have since abandoned that silly notion.