- What is ‘broody’?
- Am I ‘broody’?
- Why am I ‘broody’?
- How can I deal with being ‘broody’?
It’s possible that this is me just wanting to pass on my genes, in which case I can safely blame nature, relax and go get a drink. Or is it more than that? The more I ponder this question the more I think it’s about passing on what I have learned to another human being. Because after all, isn’t that how we truly grow as a species?
I’ve thought to myself ‘does it matter if they aren’t my kids’? It really doesn’t, last year I spent a time with a mother of two. Two brilliant kids, unfortunately things weren’t to work out between us. But it gave me time to ponder if it really matters that they aren’t sharing my genetics. It didn’t at all, they are probably better off without, there’d be male pattern baldness and a few redundant ginger genes floating around.
A few months ago a long time friend from school made me Godfather to her son. When she asked if I wanted to she said “because you are the only bloke I know who would be a good influence on my son”. This is probably the best thing I will hear during my 30’s.
As his first present I got him ‘The boys book at how to be the best at everything’. Because well, there are to many kids that aren’t being taught that nowadays and you know what, I will do my best to make sure you grow into the best bloke you can be. It’s my long term hobby plan as I am very poor at gardening and you can’t take an oak tree for its first drink in 18yrs time.
Now how do I deal with this?
The obvious answer would be to find a girl, rush head long into a full on relationship, quickly move in together, get pregnant and then everything that comes as part of that whole life choice. Before our inevitable differences force us to break up after trying for years to stay together ‘for the kid’ and produce another child from a broken home. (not that that’s something I’m judging)
Truth be told I would more than happily be a single father. But for now as I ponder this for possibly another few years, I will sit back in my chair, light up a cigarette and watch Family Guy.