My desire to have a child has fluctuated wildly over the past 15 years. At 15, I knew I wanted to have a child and was sure that Iwould some day. At 30, I think that I want to have a child but don’t feel the same certainty that it will happen.
As a lesbian, the spectre of accidental pregnancy didn’t hover over me through my teens and twenties as it did for most of my friends. Pregnancy would, more than likely, require careful planning and, perhaps because of that, I have interrogated my reasoning all the more and taken note of the sources of the fluctuations.