I'm a total DINKY, deal with it!

Mr. P and I have been married for over two years now. Happily so, no looking back, shared bank accounts and wedding rings*, the usual, ya know.

The one thing that’s not in the picture and probably won’t be for many moons is babies. We’re DINKY‘s (Dual Income, No Kids Yet), and I really have no problem with that.

Steph blogs about being 35, not married, and with no kids, and getting asked The Questions – “Why aren’t you married?”, “Why don’t you have babies yet?” – constantly. I can’t count how many times I’ve heard the second question, more or less jokingly from friends, family and.. complete strangers sometimes.

Let’s set the record straight. I’m 25, and because I found the man of my life and married him when I was 22, it doesn’t mean I necessarily want to skip forward on all the great stuff one gets to do during their 20’s. I enjoy the freedom we have at this point in time way too much, and I’m just not in a rush to procrate and watch mini-me’s running around, pooping and snotting everywhere.

I have a feeling of great respect, almost reverence, for every mother (and father) who manages to raise little munchkins. I really have no idea how they do it. I took care of a devastatingly charming one year old boy this weekend while others around me were doing some house renovations, and after a couple of hours, I was begging for someone to swap jobs with me so I could go back to sweeping floors and painting ceilings! So – much – energy!

It’s not that I necessarily don’t think I’ll ever be able to manage raising kids, it’s just not on the radar for the next few years. Especially with Mr. P who’s got the maturity of a 12 year old sometimes! 😉

So in the meantime, I plan on spending the next few years working my arse off on starting our own business, making the most of dinner parties with friends (the ones who can get away from their kids for an evening at least…) and owning cream coloured dining table chairs** and stuff that would never be baby-proof.

I know this post will make absolutely no difference to the frequency at which I hear The Question, since those to whom this is directed don’t read blogs, but at least I’ve had my rant, and I’ll just smile and think of this entry next time someone rattles on about how we’ve been married for over two years and should definitely have little pooping critters around by now.

Right, I feel better now.


[* Question for other married women: Do you always wear your wedding ring? Does your other half? Does it bother you if they don’t always wear it? Reason being, I occasionally take mine off (doing dishes, painting, etc) and forget to put it back on for days on end, same for Andrew, and most girls I’ve said this to were horrified at the thought, and most guys said their wives would probably kill them for doing that. Is it really that big a deal?]
[** Definitely not baby-proof and probably not Claire-proof either ;)]

4 responses to “I'm a total DINKY, deal with it!

  1. Maman

    Ahhh, tu m’as fait sourire. Pooping critters, hein? I have so many cherished memories of my four little darlings. Can’t imagine life without them. But that’s ok, Vero & Andrew. All in good time. Love, Maman xoxo

  2. vegcat

    Ahh… The Question. If I had £1 for every time I’ve been asked:
    ‘When are you having babies?’
    or:
    ‘Doesn’t your partner want children?’
    or the exceptionally mind boggling:
    ‘You don’t have children? There’s something wrong with you, isn’t there?’

    I wouldn’t have to work at all.

  3. Pa

    Tu as bien fait de ‘ventiler’ le sujet… Don’t woory, M.P., I’m 55 ..so.. you still have time to do business and friends stuff without yadesbébéspartout..Vero turned out oK? You make a great couple..M.P is 12??? Nah..that can’t right?? xoxo

  4. Liz

    Stick with being a Dinky for as long as possible and enjoy yourselves – travel, party and buy stupid toys. You guys have plenty of time to have kids, enjoy your 20’s, they go fast!

    As for the ring thing I’ve gone for days without wearing my ring when I’ve forgotten to put it on after the washing up. I think that’s really normal – maybe I’m weird too?.

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