I went to the doctor yesterday for my annual exams. My new doctor is a little cute Asian- American lady. She asked me all the normal routine questions and when we came to the question about having children she revealed that she was 33 yrs. old herself and was "running out of time." This did nothing for my esteem or worry about beating the biological clock that it ticking loudly even as I type this blog entry (can you hear it?).
After my doctor saw the expression on my face she looked at my chart and saw that I am in fact older than her. She then quickly started back peddling, telling me I was still young enough and healthy enough but really should make up my mind soon about having kids.
She thinks my feelings are hurt because I'm running out of time to decide on having kids but actually I am a little tripped out by the fact that my doctor is younger than me!
Think about it.....all our lives everyone has been older than us. Our teachers, police officers, doctors, presidents--- even our managers and supervisors. We are now at the age where it starts to shift. Everyone is becoming our peer or younger than us.
It's weird and a little disconcerting. Whatever happened to the old, white, gray haired doctor who would come in and pull on your ear or nose and give you a lollipop? He would ha, ha, ha in your face smelling, like Ben Gay or cigarettes? I want that old dude to be my doctor! It makes me still feel young!!
I don't think I could handle reporting to someone younger than me. Again, it's weird!! My boss is a Gen Y?? I'd quite corporate altogether before letting that happen.
In a few more elections the presidential candidate could be someone my age or younger. Unthinkable!
I am officially a dinosaur and didn't see it coming.
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Okay for real though...you know that I know how you feel. Same boat remember. I know it tripped me out the first time a cute guy said yes mam to me...what is that about???? My direct supervisor is younger than me and it is tripping me out. Whatever!!!!!
I have friends with teenagers and they call me auntie, I always thiink to myself "I'm not old enough to be called Auntie". But now my real niece and nephew are teenagers so i guess I am!
O, I had a police officer here in Saudi call me Khalah (Auntie). It was an act of respect and he was a young guy but still it tripped me out.
As for you having children. I can imagine your clock ticking but I also know you and know that you are a perfectionist and like things done properly. I know that you are waiting for the right person to have a child with and I admire you for that. PRAY PRAY PRAY and have lots of patience. Now once you find that person give me a call and I can walk you through the whole planned parenting thing. I got it down to a science. I got pregnant 4 months after I was married and only 2 months of trying to concieve...masha'Allah.
I like Khalah. You have to spell out the proninciation for me so I can get my new found nieces and nephews to call me that.
khalah (kha like khadijah) if used amongst family is for the maternal aunt.
Aa-ma-tee is reserved for the paternal Aunt.
Khalah can be used respectfully by non-relatives as well.
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