In reply to Nichola's bloggery...which was a reply to elsewho's bloggery...

Thank YOU! THANK YOU!!! Now, go read this:

http://peachfarmerswife.blogspot.com/2008/09/excuse-me.html

I get so sick of "How's the sex life coming along?" Ok, they never say that, but I still think that sums it up pretty well. In my personal situation, I got married at, yes, a very young age. At the time we were "too young to get married," and yet it only took about 4 months for those doom and gloom people to start asking if I had gotten pregnant on my honeymoon. Again, a (this time only slight) paraphrase. Who's logic are they using? If I'm too young to begin building a lifelong relationship/commitment with a man, then how in this world am I ready to raise a child with him? Or at all, for that matter? If I am incapable of having a relationship, what are the reasons? Is it immaturity? Undeniably, yes. If this is so, then how am I going to raise a child up and teach h(im/er) maturity? It's not possible. Oh, and yes, I know what comes next. "Well, you can't wait until you're ready. You'll never be ready." Really? Cuz I could argue that, too. For the sake of time, though, I'll stay on subject and simply argue that you're taking what I said completely out of context. I didn't say, "When everything's perfect and when we're mature enough, we'll have children." I don't think that. Not at all. I simply asked why people think that they know what you should do, when you should do it, and even how, if you catch my drift. My point is the same as Nichola's. Mind your own beeswax! Let people make their own lives unique. Your misfortune may make someone else's life heavenly. Likewise, your fortune may be their hell on earth. Oh, and just one more tidbit...I know people who are having trouble getting pregnant. No, I'm not talking about Kendle and I. I saw that look on your face. But here's the deal, pressure from family and friends is very hurtful. Imagine every time you get a cold people are teasing you about being pregnant. It happens to me, yes. I laugh it off. But some wish they were and you're hurting their feelings. Lay off a bit. Let people have sex (or not, if they prefer) without you sticking your head around the corner to see what's going on. (see, I didn't say anything mean there, but I really thought about it.) If I'm being too graphic forgive me. It's my blog. Bug off! Feel free to comment. By the time I read your comment my steamy mood will be long gone and I won't tear you to shreads. Promise.