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For Some Couples One Kid Is Enough
A mother of one considers her waning fertility but chooses her life as is.
by Karen Karbo
How can I be so certain? Because while we didn’t share a child, we did share a dog, a chocolate lab named Winston, which the lunatic turned into a pawn for encouraging contact. He pressed for doggy visitation. He demanded to be included in vet visits. He became enraged when I took Winston to the beach without consulting him.
Can you imagine if Winston had been a 3-year-old boy? It quickly became clear: If there’d been a baby, and not a walleyed labrador, in the bathwater, I would have been stuck with the lunatic forever.
The only thing that man shall never put asunder is the commingling of DNA. I marvel at acquaintances—and characters on TV shows—who are forever sharing a margarita-fueled one-night stand and deciding, “Hey! I always wanted to be a mother!”
They’re failing to take the long view: They’ll be dragging a person they hardly know to parent conferences for decades to come. That One Night Stand might turn out to be a decent fellow. But what are the odds?
Admitting that bringing a child into a relationship might ruin said relationship verges on the unpatriotic. Like most of us, I expect romance to survive marriage and committed cohabitation. I’m more dubious that it can survive raising a child.
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1 Anonymous // Nov 12, 2006 at 8:48 pm
I have two wonderful children with my fiance. One is two, the other is one. The two-year old is a mama’s boy,but that is ok. My fiance and I do find time to make love. We also find time to be romantic,even if it is just a little kiss, holding of the hands or a hug. Juts because we had children,our love life didn’t die.
2 lynn // Sep 20, 2006 at 5:38 pm
The writer is right on the mark.After our miracle son was born,the jealousy started,The sex left and indifference to any sex life went south.Anger set in,depression started and then I had two kids one still a baby and the other a 38yr old baby vying for my attention.I solved the problem by working 40 hr wks and 24 hr wekends.Then let my husband move 650 miles away to take care of his folks.It came to a head after I relocated under pressure to be by his side.And now with an Order of Protection against him (5th degree assult)I struggle to keep a roof over our heads and love each new miracle day with my son.