"During my twenties and thirties, I had viewed fatherhood in much the same way as I approached the idea of reading War and Peace: I assumed it would be inarguably rewarding, but it just felt too daunting, too time-consuming and just too much like hard work."
This sentence by British journalist Sarfraz Manoor in the march issue of Marie Claire rang a bell with me.
Do you know the feeling? You are in a stable relationship, you have reached the magic 30, have a house and will graduate very soon. Everything seems to shout: procreation!
And in some moments you think "yeah, that´s exactly what I want! And I want it now"...and then there are moments where you sort of know that you want it but hmm, not now, not yet, still plenty of time...
Why is there always such a big discrepancy between wanting something and actually taking the plunge and doing it? If you believe the common opinion the perfect moment doesn´t exist...but what if the moment is perfect and you just don´t see it out of fear and unwillingness to allow changes into your life?
A while ago I dreamed I gave birth without knowing that I was pregnant at all. And do you know which weird thought occupied my mind in the dream? "Perfect, at least that takes the decision away now"
Says it all, doesn´t it?