Honesty Pie

I spoke with my friend earlier today, who is married and has a child.  She gave me a nice size helping of Honesty Pie.  That is, she helped me to realize that perhaps there's a mother gene lurking beneath my cover/surface.  She forced me to face the facts and be honest with myself. 


Now that she (my friend) has raised the subject, I'm not sure that all mothers knew they wanted to be parents before they actually became mothers.  I hear some women say that they did not see themselves as a mother before giving birth, but that they couldn't imagine their lives without their bundles of joy now that they have them.  Maybe the joy of being "single" (see previous post) and childless will eventually run its course.  And, perhaps, I just need to get that part out of my life out of my system first....I don't know.  I must admit that with all of my 16 nieces and nephews growing up, I'm saddened by the thought that there will no longer be the sounds of pitter patter of little feet running around.  I know that my own mom loved being a mom and loves even more being a grandmother.  Maybe one day I'll take a drink of that water too or catch the maternal desire, but as for now, it's marvelous being without the major responsibilities!  Yahoo!!!