I Hope We Never Get Accidentally Pregnant
Q and I have been watching a lot of both “16 and Pregnant” as well as “Teen Mom” on MTV. It began at her mother’s house with “we want to watch something and it’s late…what’s on?” but has morphed into “if we were this couples social workers, what advice would we give? How could this person make better choices? How could their family and friends be more supportive? And so on. Especially given that now some episodes have featured the teens using adoption and abortion as options, in addition to parenting.
The other day, when we were driving home from our trip, I was tired, and said something in conversation about how I hoped we never accidentally got pregnant, because I’d be nauseous all the time, and in a lot of pain. Q looked at me like I was nuts, and it took me a second to realize why; it wasn’t that I wouldn’t accidentally get pregnant because I’m a sex educator and was lucky enough to get lots of info on safer sex…no, it was because Q doesn’t have sperm that could accidentally impregnate me.
I realized how lucky I am. While STIs are always a risk, and so Q and I get tested every year, and practiced barrier sex until we chose to be fluid bound, I never have to worry about pregnancy. I’m on hormonal birth control to keep my periods in check, but it isn’t at all for sexual or prevention reasons. We never have to worry about condom expiration dates, or whether I’m on antibiotics.
There are a lot of fights to fight being queer, and a lot of struggles and battles. About rights, about being recognized and validate, about family and friends and careers. About language. About gender. About this and that. But one struggle we’re lucky enough not to have is having to worry about the possibly of an accidental pregnancy, and making the choice between abortion, adoption and parenting.
We have talked about kids a lot, and another lucky for me, we’re on the same page. Neither of us wants kids. We could see perhaps fostering in 20+ years, but we have high maintenance cats and both work jobs with crazy hours and not outstanding pay. We don’t have the time, money or energy for kids, and nor do either of us feel the need to populate the planet anymore…and both of us are VERY against carrying a child, so it would be adoption, regardless. I feel lucky that this will always be our decision, that I will never have to worry about having to make that choice, nor will I have to worry about my fertility, looking into IVF, etc. Every cat shelter is always full of perfect kitties waiting for adoption, and right now, we have the best three in the whole world. My family is complete, for now, and I’m so happy and lucky that I’m able to say that.
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And even someone who’s a sex educator and super knowledgeable could still accidentally get pregnant, which can be a huge ordeal. I’ve had two close encounters of the awkward condom kind (once it broke and another time it slipped inside), and I’m SO glad to say I’ve had access to Plan B and avoided any complications. When it happened, though, I was like “FFFFFUUUUUUU, OF ALL PEOPLE TO HAVE THIS HAPPEN!”
I count it as one of the (many, in my mind) perks of being queer (of the sleeping-solely-with-non-sperm-carrying-beings variety) that accidental pregnancy is not even the tiniest nagging worry in the back of my mind. One of my best friends — on birth control AND using spermicide with her fluid-bound cismale partner — *still* managed to get pregnant. She’s just … super fertile. And she went through hell and high water to get an abortion :(
so, mostly i so, so (so!) agree with you. but then, as we discuss being a family, and the children part of that, about which we are not exactly in line, i have this other thought. which is that it would be so much easier if having kids wasn’t a *decision* i had to make. i just can’t fathom it. but i am really good at living the life that happens to me. and if a kid just happened to us, i really think i would be fine with that. so, sometimes i kind of envy accidental pregnancies. simplifies everything.
only, i would have an epic meltdown if i were to be pregnant. the process bothers me. so…
I think this also speaks wonders to how you’re comfortable with your relationship and don’t think of it as.. different or abnormal. You’re comfortable with your queerness and relationship in ways that the new-queer may not be. My words feel clumsy but I see something in this.