Tick Tock Clock

So my biological clock has been nearing the alarm stage for a little while.... and it's driving me crazy. Seriously. I have always said that there is plenty of time, that I wanted to be sure... you know all of those things. In high school I watched as all of the other girls paired off with one of the guys, all of them too immature to even consider marriage, but all of them too horny, and too guilt ridden to fuck without being married. You see I went to a christian private school. No, we must not see the private dangly bits of the guys unless you are married to them. Within 6 months of graduation 98% of the graduating class were married.

I went on to work, sing in a band, party, travel and generally just have a good time. My older sister got married at 18, without graduating, and at 5 months pregnant. I was 13. He happened to be a very abusive man, and my sister wasn't terribly mature herself. So I was fortunate to see plenty of things that I did not want to happen with me, and I took the necessary precautions to ensure it.

Turning 25 and watching all of my friends start to get divorces, and raise children on their own, kinda reinforced to me that I made the right decision. I saw my older sister resented that she had 4 children and never went anywhere except locally.... and yet I was traveling all over Canada and the US. I thought it would have been obvious that it was in her control not to get pregnant LOL. Silly me!

Anyway...when I was turning 30, didn't bother me in the least. Everyone around me kept watching to see if I was going to have a breakdown. OMG shes not married... no babies. I was quite happy actually. It just never came. But in order to console all my family and close friends, because THEY were having the breakdown, I bought a sports car. hehehe

Now I am 37... and I am feeling the need. I'll keep you posted to see if its the real need or if its just time for me to hit the snooze button again.