Get Married, Don't Wait, Get Pregnant, Don't Wait, It's Your Calling

I had a man at work who was obsessed with me. One day, by accident I ran into him at the mall on a Saturday. I was in jean shorts and a halter top. In the middle of the mall I got a lecture on dressing properly and how he did not want me to dress that way. My first reaction was anger, but by the time he finished bawling me out for dressing like a 'slut' in public, I told him if it meant that much to him, I wouldn't dress that way.

On the following Monday, I dressed a lot more 'professional', he came by to see me and let me know that I should from then on consider myself spoken for. I got a list of does and don'ts. I was given a choice of when and where and for me to start looking for a suitable house where I could start a family.

I walked down the isle, a bit too old for that, but I wanted my father to give me away. My court were all married women with children, and his were guys from the Army and a cousin. Due to my age, I was 39, I had to move it, and get my ass pregnant. It was so easy I feel for women that have such a hard time getting pregnant. Not a glitch, it was a breeze. Even childbirth was a breeze (with an epidural). I won't say I enjoyed it but I looked forward to it and lived every minute of it. I pushed that baby out and she was latched on in no time. I never lived more fully and for the first time I knew why I was a woman.

I lay back with my arms out and my legs open for my second baby. I wanted it started as soon as possible, I was forty and I needed to get this done, I wanted three and time was of the essence. One, two, hut, touchdown. A year later, one, two, hut, touchdown. In three and a bit years I had three babies. All girls, all so beautiful, so much in love with them.

I have a piece advise for women, do not wait. Get pregnant before you are against the wall. Get those babies out, it's easy breezy. Fuck work, fuck everything. You can handle it, you can do anything with a baby that you wanted to do without one. One of the hip, one on the tit, it does not matter. It won't slow you down. I'm not preaching, I'm encouraging, motherhood is a miracle you do not want to miss.