My boss and I were having a conversation about babies today. I should briefly mention that I am out where I work (very out) and 99.9% of the time I receive no argument over it. My boss has 2 kids, one of whom is also gay, and so I feel very comfortable talking to her honestly about things. I was going through how much planning we're getting into and how that planning leads to more questions which leads to more conversations which inevitably leads to MORE planning. My exact words were "If straight people had to do this much planning to have a baby nobody would ever have get pregnant!"
Her response? "We don't plan! I didn't plan. In fact I had just started taking birth control when I got pregnant!"
That cracked me up. I mean hear I am positively giddy with the thought of helping bring a child into the world when she specifically tried to AVOID it when it happened. I guess I can understand that. I mean I have bragged before about not having to worry about pregnancy just because of being gay and teased my friends for having to be constantly worried about getting knocked up. Now I feel like...well...
I'm happy that Laura and I can freely have sex without having to be afraid of an unplanned bundle. I'm glad I can finish college unhampered by homework amidst diapers and crying and bottles and hormones. I'm friggin giddy that while other people have had to deal with a child at 16, 17, 18, I've been able to skip that part due to something so simple as biological preference for peaches over bananas.
I'm upset to know that when we're finally ready there is going to be a mountain of paperwork and fees to climbs over. I'm worried that the process in and of itself will be so taxing as to completely discourage us. It frightens me to think of the millions of ways it can go wrong just because of a simple preference for peaches over bananas.
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