Fighting the social norms...nice dream

I found this in my writings folder just now and thought I might as well blog it....it's about two years old. I was 25 at the time. 

Young Mom

Two years ago, as I moved into a new apartment with my boyfriend (from my little studio), I never thought I would feel pressured to have a baby. Suddenly, I'm awoken by the news from a casual email from an ex boyfriend about his girlfriend being pregnant with their second child. Second? Where the hell have I been? Have I been living in a fantasy world where babies don't exist until you're in your thirties? Have I been missing out on the joys of having a baby? My wake up call made me realize that I'm getting older too. All of a sudden I hear talk, I see ads, I hear friend's conversations, I get asked “the questions”. When are you getting married? When are you having kids? As these things come up more and more, I start questioning myself. I'm feeling the pressure. The nice dream is finally over. But why? (but I know why). Yes, there may be risks or downsides to not having kids when you’re young, taking contraception for too long (still in question) and not following the social norms, but I've come to the conclusion that I’m ready to deal with all of the above. Maybe I’m being selfish. Maybe I’m just freaking out a bit. Maybe that tic, tic, tic, tic, tic has finally caught up to me. Me? Oh, not me.

I'm glad I'm still sticking to my guns! Did I mention I made my first sales on DaWanda. YES!