Travelling isn’t stopping me from having a baby but you are. Travelling around as we do has opened a plethora of doors, opportunities and friendships to us. Not one of which I regret what so ever. I’m happy with the life choices that have led me here to being able to sit back, drink wine and chill with my dogs.
Before we continue on I’m going to issue a warning. This post really isn’t family friendly. You’re about to enter into an area of my personal opinion which undoubtedly will upset a significant amount of people. You know who you are. The ones who tell me on a regular basis how you never truly know what it means to love another person until your a parent. That having child/ren was the best decision in your life and you’d never ever do a single thing to change that. Well, yes, you my dear are most likely to be offended by what is about to follow. So if you’re this person, who totally and completely fails to see the lack of care in my face as I continue to drink champagne as you insist on telling me the latest story about your off spring pooping itself perhaps come back another day when I’m less likely to upset you.
For the rest of the world thank you for respecting my personal wishes. Let’s talk about how travelling isn’t stopping me from having a baby. Oh side warning before you scroll down past the photos of me doing amazing travel, life stuff (this is a buffer for y’all) the below will discuss vaginas, women’s bodies and rights and most likely some decent cuss words. So read on if you wish.
Past 30 and no babies here.
I’m at that age. The wonderful age where we are finally starting to look as if we have gotten our shit together. So many friends are off getting married, divorced, having babies and renovating homes. With an equally amazing amount of friends here doing the exact opposite. Just living life, not hurting anyone and generally being super awesome. Either way no matter what your life choices are I’ve probably come along to your multiple parties, bought you a gift or two, enjoyed wine with you and celebrated. Even if I don’t agree with your choice in wall paper, husband/wife, desire to reproduce. I smile along, I generally have a good time and regularly grit my teeth and smile as someone inevitably lectures me on my choice not to have a child.
As I’m smiling and repeating again the same story that I’m happy having dogs, a horse and travelling the world really in my head I’m thinking – Get the fuck out of my vagina. And occasionally have been known to say this in so many words to people. So let’s answer some of the questions which people deem necessary to ask about me, my sex life and generally the 5 year plan for my uterus.
Firstly, it’s none of your business what I plan on doing with my uterus.
True story people. This is my body, my uterus and at the end of this conversation my life. If I say I’m happy not having children it’s because it’s true. This isn’t some sociopathic lie to hide a deep down fear about my lack of stretch marks, leaking nipples and other such things that come with the ‘magic’ of pregnancy.
Just a hint- it’s really insulting when you try and ram it down my throat that one day I’ll change my mind. That I should just wait and see. One day the clock will explode and I’ll want all the babies. I’m here to destroy your dreams that day isn’t coming. I’m sure you’ll be more devastated by this reality than what I ever will be.
Secondly, there is nothing wrong with me. I really don’t like children
I don’t like children as a general rule. I could speculate that this is because I don’t like the parents and the lectures I get about not having nor wanting children, but in all honesty I just don’t like children. I like puppies, kittens, foals and unicorns. I also enjoy drinking wine, going out with friends and being an adult.
I have no desire to be a mother past my current four legged responsibilities. There is nothing wrong with this.
Oh so you’d have to give up travelling to be a good mother?
Urgh. Eye roll. This statement always makes me cringe. Or any statement to tries to justify a lack of adventure in life due to child. There is no correlation between giving up travel and being a good mother. Referring to the above and my dislike of children is what would make me a bad mother. Personally I think that travelling and children go hand in hand. I love seeing the joy of children’s faces when they are out of their home and comfort zone. I agree that travelling internationally with children is a different experience to travelling on your own. But it is doable if you have an open mind and the desire to do so.
Think I’m lying? Nope. Check out Sharon, Where’s Sharon. Note Sharon recently had a lovely baby boy. Who’s already clocked up as many frequent flier miles since being conceived as I have this year.
Your fascination with my sex life is confusing and rather concerning.
I really don’t get this. Why are you so fascinated by my sex life? Generally speaking this is how babies are made*. Two consenting adults come together, do the doona dance and a baby is made. So now that we’ve taken very basic biology for simpletons let’s go back to my confusion. Every time you ask me when I’m going to have a baby really what you are asking is Are you having sex? I am. I’m enjoying this stage of my life. Still none of your business what I’m doing with my va-jay-jay.
*Note that this doesn’t take into consideration those people who undertake IVF services. Those people need all the love and support from us all.
Choosing to travel isn’t a poor life choice.
Travel is marvellous. Local travel, international travel, ALL THE TRAVEL. Travel makes me happy. It makes James happy. We are happy travelling where we can, when we can.
At the end of the day it’s our life choice. One in which we are happy. We hope that one day you find your happiness and can enjoy our childfree happiness too.
Usually I would invite you to leave comments below, however please don’t if you feel the need to lecture me on having a child, how having a child has improved your life or any perceived benefits to reproducing. Right now we’re busy planning on next adventure over a bottle of wine and really don’t care to hear your pro-baby opinions.
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