By now most of you know I have no children and am not planning on any. I've always felt that I have no affinity with children, and that it would rob me of my freedom. And I still feel that way....most of the time.
Ever since I turned 27 I've been having flashes...where I'm more able to appreciate the joy children seem to exude. Where I feel more like taking care of them. Where I'm no longer annoyed or panicky when someone asks me to watch their child or when a child asks me for my help or talks to me. In fact, I find myself endeared.
Lately, two women my age in my social circle have gotten pregnant. And although I find myself shaking my head when talking to them about it (thinking about all the mess they're getting themselves into).But when I hang up the phone, or go home later on, I find myself contemplating the idea of having a child of my own and smiling at it. And they're getting more elaborate, and longer, those flashes of endearment.
Plz tell me this is normal and nothing to worry about