As I’ve been thinking about my Top 30 Before 30 adventure, I’ve come to realize that I’m partaking in adventures that aren’t mine, however, I’m still an active (and willing) participant . Most recently, I’ve been recruited to play in my best friend from college’s wedding, my friend’s pregnancy, and my little sister’s wedding.
Admittedly, I am not a baby person. I don’t ooh and ahh at baby’s and start speaking in a ridiculously high voice like most women do at the sight of or sometimes just mention of the word baby. Nor do I feel any sort of maternal-whatever. I just don’t know what all the fuss is about, babies are not a new occurrence. This isn’t to say that I don’t like kids (or babies) as long as they don’t belong to me, I’m good.
This go round, I’m excited for my friend. I’m happy to take part in her adventure as much as she wants me too. I’ve been looking at baby gear online and I gladly listen as she describes what’s going on with “baby” this week. I now know more about the first 10 weeks of pregnancy than I ever thought I would! And I’m happy to know and continue to learn as the weeks tick by.
The past few times that I’ve heard any women discuss marriage they get that same high pitched voice used when the word baby is mentioned. Then they want to discuss any and all aspects of their impending wedding. I might care if I knew them, but since I don’t know them, I don’t really care. Perhaps it’s the rebel in me that makes me want to dislike things that most women seem to fall all over themselves about. Again, with the two weddings that I’m participating in, I magically don’t mind. But thinking about all of my friends who have recently married, no one really talked about or swooned over their wedding plans. They sort of skim the details and talk about the wedding as if it’s just another event. All in all, its almost as if they don’t expect me to care, which I do of course.
Either way, I’m happy to be taking part in all of my friends life adventures.