I guess youâll have to do it.
I donât remember exactly when it happened. I donât know if theyâd simply given up or if my constant ânoâ had just become too much. I do know that when my parents stopped asking me if I was dating anyone, I was a bit offended. What? You donât think I can find a husband?
Well, it turns out that thus far, the answer is definitively no, but I also realized that when they stopped asking me, it was a bit of a relief. Having to answer questions about my personal life that I had no answers for was never fun.
It was a similar feeling when my parents first started acknowledging that I didnât want kidsâŠand when I say parents, I mean my mom.
See, like most mothers, mine wants grand kids. She loves babies and always has. When my cousins started having children, she would immediately grab them, hold them and refuse to give them back. She is a natural and me not wanting kids wasnât something she wanted to believe.
She seems to get it now. I think in the back of her head she still thinks Iâll change my mind but at least publicly, she has come to terms with it. It also helps that my stepsister, who lives nearby, had a baby who my mom gets to see regularly and spend time with. I thank her all the time.
Additionally, my brother hasnât completely vetoed the idea, which mom likes. Whenever the topic comes up, I simply look at him and say, âI guess youâll have to do it.â Good luck brother!
