I have tried to write this post twice and each time Tumblr has deleted it. I am trying one final time.
I am 37 yrs old. Do I want to have a baby or not? This is a question I ask myself time and time again.
I am an artist. I am independent and creative and intelligent and I love making things. It…
This is, more or less, where I’m at, just about to turn 34, though honestly for me the conflict isn’t as much about being an artist+mom as it is about the fact that I can’t find a partner who understands my need to be both artist and, eventually-soon, a mom. Every year I say, this is the year I’ll figure out who I’m having babies with. Every year I fail to find this person; though I’m having beautiful romances in the meantime they are not with serious partners who want to be co-parents with me. I’ve been told I’m shopping in the wrong market, that people in SF don’t want kids and people in NYC do, for example, but SF is my permanent home.
this is the real talk and it’s very personal and I haven’t blogged about personal things in years but I think I need to be brave about sharing the difficult stuff now.