My first younger sister is married, but barren. My youngest has similar issues to the first, and may very well have the same issue. I'm a lesbian with regular, erm, monthly visits, and no signs at all that my ovaries are conspiring against me.
I'm really the best bet my mom and dad have at a child, but I have no interest at all in that noise. Call it Darwinian population control or whatever you want, but being a mother does not appeal to me at all. Unless the child was a super-genius.
I was a wunderkind myself, who essentially taught myself reading and algebra because I had a cousin who lived next door, four years my senior, who I was intent on being smarter than...
I could read-ish when I was 18 months old, and would prove it by writing "sad cow" on the walls, with drawings of sad cows.
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It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps they're better left unsung
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