A few months back I watched Chrissy Teigen give an amazing speech about how it's not ok to ask someone when they are having children. They could be going through fertility treatments, they could be trying to adopt, or they could simply not ever intend on having children. Bottom line, we don't know someone else's struggle. It stirred a lot of emotion up in me, that I typically push to the back of my mind on most days. I identify so much with what she was saying it’s insane. Not having children by the age of thirty isn't an uncommon thing nowadays, but for some reason you still get the same old tired “your clock is ticking” or my favorite “those eggs won't cook for too much longer.” I get it, I do. It’s not that I don't want children, I do hope to have my own little bundle of joy someday. People, however, act as if they get offended that I don't have children or that I'm not actively trying. I'm honestly just not in the position I would like to be in before I bring a being that's totally dependant on me into this world. I got a late start on college, so at the age of 29, I'm still working on my degree. I want to be financially stable, not working paycheck to paycheck to barely make ends meet. I can't even begin to think about the world I would be bringing a child up in these days with being in a constant state of war, political turmoil, social injustice, bullying, and let's be frank here all the creeps running around nowadays. When people feel the need to discuss someone else's declining fertility, it tends to get a tad under my skin and here's why:
When you hear someone mention snakes, you probably think of the slithery, legless lizards. Most people have this idea that snakes are out to make lives difficult for humans and intentionally attack them. This is not true, and I'm here to debunk myths and get rid of the negative stigma surrounding these beautiful reptiles.
As a dog owner, I like a lot of dog-related pages on Facebook. So many in fact, that images of Collies and other breeds drown out posts from human friends (not that I mind - I don't really need to know about your recent horrific stomach bug).
Sugar gliders (Petaurus breviceps) are originally from Australia, Tasmania, Papua-New Guinea, and Indonesia. They have been bred in captivity in the USA and UK for around 15 years. They are part of the marsupial infraclass and their closest relatives include possums, koalas, wallabies, and kangaroos. The name "sugar glider" comes for their preference for sweet foods such as nectar and their ability to glide through the trees, using a membrane similar to a flying squirrel. Sugar gliders are nocturnal marsupials which mean that they raise their young in a pouch and sleep during the day. They are very small mammals, averaging about the size of a hamster. Adults weigh between 4 and 5 ounces, whereas babies are no larger than a grain of rice at birth.
What to say about my relationship with my father? For one, I can say it is a vicious cycle of ups and downs. It’s very toxic. Everything was okay until I was in high school. That’s when everything started going downhill. I was daddy’s little girl; never got in trouble and always hid from my mom behind him. We went to movies, and listened to music. We even played sports together. When I was about 17 my mom started getting sick. That’s when things started to change. Our relationship got worse. It was understandable with him running back and forth to appointments. I was also discovering who I was as a person. I just didn’t want to tell him.