I Never Thought I Would Be The One Insisting On Getting Married

I sat across from my boss. He asked me when was I going to grow up. Make something of my life. I tried to answer but he pressed me harder and harder, until I agreed with him, I didn't want to 'grow' up. I liked my life, my freedom to come and go.

Suit yourself, what a waste, by the time you get ready for children no man is going to want you.

The topic never went away. For our Christmas party last year he said he had a g*ft for me, but I couldn't open it for nine months. The comment went over my head, I wasn't thinking. He insisted, a one time only offer. Take it, or regret it.

On Christmas Eve I allowed him, and in nine months I got my present. She's so cute, I am in love with her. This Christmas I'm asking for a brother or sister, Irish twins or close to it. I'm willing to grow up now, I mean it. Along with another one I'd like a commitment. He has to grow up to.