MonkeyPants

We’ve Got Each Other, And That’s A Lot For Love.

Please forgive the Bon Jovi. But it sums it up.

I have just had a long lazy evening with my brother and his girlfriend who are here from Philly and Columbus, respectively. Carol is a feminist philosopher. Bo does something I wish I could understand.

During the course of the evening, Carol and I were chatting about our status as As-Yet-Unmarried and Possibly Will Choose To Be Childless. One of the reasons that she is hesitant to throw out the birth control (Other than that whole getting her PhD thing, not living in the same city as Bo, and having an uncertain future, of course), is that she figures it would take either a lot of money or a lot of support from other people to raise a child well. She also has Mother Issues, so that factors in.

But as for the support? She doesn’t have a lot. Her sister lives in Toronto and her brother’s at McGill. She hasn’t got close family and her friends are friends in the Philosophy department, not longtime friends.

I nodded. I saw her point. Thought a minute. “I have Gen and Emma and Arwen. But I also could ask Jenny and Deb for help if I needed it.”

She smiled. “That’s a lot.”

Thanks, you guys. Even if I never present you with a tiny-pink-blanket-wrapped MonkeyPants, it’s good to know that you’re around.