Year: 2011

Surviving Mother’s Day

Sue Fagalde Lick childless on Mother's Day

Dear childless friends, the Mother’s Day assault is on. In the course of three minutes of channel surfing the morning shows, I came across gifts for “Mom,” a Mother’s Day breakfast cooking demo, and two TV show hostesses wishing each other “Happy Mother’s Day.” It’s enough to drive a childless woman nuts, especially if she didn’t exactly choose to be childless. Do I hear an AMEN?

I jotted down a few suggestions for surviving this holiday.

* Either avoid the television until after Mother’s Day or record the shows you want to watch and skip the commercials. Or, watch DVDs until it’s over.

* Instead of dwelling on your own lack of children, honor the women who are mothers in your life–your mother, grandmothers, sisters, friends and others. By taking the attention off yourself, you may be able to put a positive spin on Mother’s Day.

* Buy yourself a gift. You know you deserve it.

* If you have stepchildren, don’t expect them to show up bearing gifts. They’re busy with their real mother and probably won’t even think about you. Don’t take it personally.

* Avoid restaurants and mom-oriented events. Get away from it all by going hiking, to the gym, to a movie, to the dog park, or something else where the emphasis is not on moms and their children. I’m attending a poetry conference this weekend.

Here’s another suggestion, and this is important. If you really feel that your life will be ruined if you never have kids and that your partner will never understand, perhaps it’s time to think about giving him an ultimatum: If we can’t conceive or adopt a child together, I’m out of here. Do it while you still have time. For me, I think Fred was worth the sacrifice, but that’s not always the case.

Overall, try not to feel sorry for yourself. If necessary, duck and cover until it’s over. Happy, um, Monday.

I’d love to hear your suggestions.

Prayer

Sue Fagalde Lick Poem a Day challenge

Dear friends,
My husband Fred passed away yesterday after a long struggle with Alzheimer’s Disease. I have been competing in the Poem a Day challenge at Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides blog. Today’s prompt was to write a prayer poem. This is what I wrote. Fred is still my muse.

Prayer

Today I am a widow,
my husband gone from his body,
the hands that caressed me stilled,
the lips that kissed with such
tender strength left open
to let his soul escape.

Lord, as I kiss his sunken cheek
and embrace him through the sheet,
sprinkling tears across his neck,
help me to remember that this
was just a shell, and now,
like you, he is everywhere.

Toddler on the altar

Sue Fagalde Lick grandchildless, never becoming a grandmother

At church yesterday, I shared the podium with a woman about my age and a tiny girl with pigtails. I was singing the psalm while the Grandma was doing the readings. We don’t usually bring companions to the altar, but the girl was too young to leave alone in the pew.

I found it hard to concentrate on the Bible passages while this adorable child was hiding behind the podium, so small she was invisible to most of the congregation. Grandma did the first reading, I sang my song, and then Grandma got up for the second reading. Just about then, the girl started whispering, “I have to go potty!” To emphasize the urgency, she literally crossed her legs. I thought, Oh Lord, don’t let her go to the bathroom on the altar. Read fast, Grandma. In fact, let me read it so you can take her out.

At that moment, I did not envy the woman’s predicament. Being the lector is kind of a high-pressure job. It’s hard to maintain the proper solemnity with a potty-driven toddler hanging off your legs. But she did finish the reading, and the child held her water.

A while later, when I was back at the piano, I saw the woman holding the child against her breast, rocking her. She wore an expression of such contentment. Once again, I thought, “Damn!” (yes, I know, cursing at church) I will never have that. No grandchildren to bring to church and hold in my arms.

I do have step-grandchildren, both young adults now. But we never got that close. We never lived nearby and there were real grandmothers at hand. I was uneasy around small children, not knowing what to do. But the biggest reason we didn’t get close was my husband’s reluctance to make the connection. He did not enjoy small children and felt he had done the fatherhood thing with his first wife. Not only did he not want to have kids with me, but he didn’t feel any drive to connect with his grandchildren. I think it would have been good for all of us, but it just didn’t happen.

It’s funny. I never used to be comfortable around children, but now I’m starting to yearn for their company. Maybe it’s because I’m getting older. Perhaps I need to volunteer somewhere that will let me get close to children, closer than I get now singing for the kids in the religious education program. Close enough to hold a child in my arms. Do you know what I mean?

If you’re struggling with not being a mother, do you think about what it will be like to not be a grandmother?

No Way Baby!

Sue Fagalde Lick childfree, childless by choice, Karen Foster, No Way Baby

Karen Foster, a Portland, Oregon counselor and speaker, has published a new book called No Way Baby! In it, she offers people like herself, whom she calls “childfrees,” information to refute the dumb things people say to them. We’re all heard these things: “So, you don’t like kids?” “It’s your duty to go forth and multiply.” “But I want grandchildren.” “Who will take care of you when you’re old?” and “You’ll regret it.” Sound familiar?

Of course, those of us who are childless by marriage or otherwise not by choice might have different answers from what Foster offers. She does acknowledge the difficulty of being in a relationship where one person wants kids and the other doesn’t. There is no way to compromise on this issue, she says. One person always loses.

Foster is not anti-child and applauds people who consciously choose to be parents, but you get a little taste of her attitude when she talks about being “child-burdened” vs. “childfree.”

There’s a lot of good information in this book, although it sometimes wanders off course. For example, we don’t need the whole history of Social Security or a rehash of the feminist movement. We can, however, find lots of useful information and encouragement for enjoying life as non-parents in this book.

 

But I Don’t Have Any Children

Sue Fagalde Lick books about childlessness, Daily Signs of Hope

I was feeling down the other day when I read on Facebook about this Blog called Daily Signs of Hope, so I went there. Right away, the blogger started talking about the greatest joys of his life: his children and grandchildren. Not helpful. I sat there talking back to the computer, saying, but I don’t have any children or grandchildren. I just have Annie, my dog.

Sigh. I went back to Daily Signs of Hope this morning and discovered that once you get past the bit about the author’s beloved children and grandchildren, he offers some wonderful advice for everyone about how we influence the generations that follow us. His other recent posts do not even mention the kids. Sometimes we childless folks are blinded by our own emotions and freak out unnecessarily.

However, many people who have children, who have a so-called normal life, don’t even begin to understand what it’s like for those of us who have no children, grandchildren or great-grandchildren. Their lives revolve around their kids. How many times have we heard people say things like, “I never understood what life was all about until I had children” or, “I never really grew up until my son/daughter was born” or, “Having children changes everything”?

I believe them. I know there are lots of voluntarily childless people out there who feel they don’t need to have kids to fully experience everything they want out of life. I disagree. We ARE missing something. As we age, and the older people in our lives die, it sure would be nice to turn around and see someone younger coming up behind us. But if I open my eyes to it, there are young wonderful people in my life, even if I didn’t give birth to them. I think my two favorite words are “Aunt Sue.”

Both parents and non-parents need to work harder at understanding each other. The numbers of people without children, for whatever reason, are growing. Perhaps future generations will be more understanding about how some people have children and some don’t.

Are You a ‘Career Girl’?

Sue Fagalde Lick career vs. motherhood

At a party last weekend, four of us women got to talking. We were all over 50. Two of us were childless and two were mothers of grown children. O. is 60-something. She had a difficult childhood and felt she would not be a good mother. Her husband didn’t want children. She went to work at a young age, eventually making a wonderful career designing movie sets in Hollywood. As she moved through her childbearing years, those around her said, “Oh, she’s a career girl.” The mothers would shake their heads, implying that there was something sinful about choosing career over children.

T. and D. both had kids, but they both worked, too. After their divorces, they had no choice. T. noted, “Does anyone really think I grew up wanting to be a single mom to two boys and work my fingers to the bone sewing costumes? Come on.”

I sighed. I had no kids, but I too was divorced at a young age and grateful I had a job to turn to. After I remarried, I kept working. “I would love to have my mother’s life. I’d love to be a housewife,” I said. We all laughed. None of us had that option. We always needed to work. Even when my stepson lived with us and my husband had a good job, I worked outside the home, struggling to juggle everything at once.

Am I a career gal? Are you? Did you choose work over children? I didn’t. I just ended up with one and not the other. Whether we have children or not, why shouldn’t our work be something we love to do? And why don’t people look down on men who are devoted to their jobs?
What do you think?

Evelyn R’s childless story

Sue Fagalde Lick childless life

Although Evelyn had always loved children and wanted to have her own so badly she hoped she would get pregnant on her honeymoon, somehow it didn’t happen.

By the time she got married at age 24, she had a job she loved. Her husband, Leonard, had just gotten out of the military and was struggling to find himself. The time wasn’t right and they didn’t even discuss having children.

As the years went by, she still liked her job, her nice home and their unfettered lifestyle and wondered if she wanted to give it all up to be a mother. They had been married 10 years when she decided to stop using birth control and see what happened. What happened was: nothing. She never went to a doctor to find out why they didn’t conceive, nor did she urge her husband to get himself checked. That way neither one of them could blame the other for their failure to have children, she said.

Once, in the days before people could buy home pregnancy tests, she thought she might be pregnant. At first she felt annoyed, she said. “Then I got kind of happy about it.” She was shopping for maternity clothes when she felt a pain in her stomach and discovered that her period had started. “So that was that.”

Free from the burden of parenthood, they traveled, socialized, bought new cars regularly, and lived in expensive houses, enjoying the fruits of their earnings. Most of their friends were also childless. The only time she felt out of place, Evelyn said, was when they moved into a housing tract full of young couples just starting their families. They had nothing in common. “We couldn’t even hold a conversation.”

During her 42-year career with a Bay Area school district, Evelyn was surrounded by children. When she started as a principal’s secretary in 1941, the year after she graduated from Heald Business College, she wasn’t much older than the students she met. She soon became secretary to the district superintendent and spent the rest of her career in that position. She met co-workers and students who became lifelong friends. Friends half her age took her out and watched over her. She planned to leave her possessions to them when she died.

When we talked, years ago, Evelyn was 77 years old. She said she was too busy to even have a dog or a cat. She went to water aerobics classes four times a week and loved to golf, bowl, shop and visit friends. “I have more real close girlfriends than anyone I know,” she said. She also had several young gay friends she considered her best friends. She was going to a friend’s house in the wine country for Thanksgiving and was planning a winter trip to Cabo San Lucas. “I’m having a hell of a time,” she said.
What did she say when people asked if she had children? “I say, ‘No, I don’t. I don’t have any children, and I’m an only child, but I’ve got a lot of friends.’ If you say, ‘Gee, I wish I had children,’ you’re dead.”

At age 88, Evelyn was honored as the grand marshal of the city of Fremont’s annual Fourth of July parade. Interviewed in the local paper, she talked about how she met former students every day, and they’re all her “kids.” She didn’t say a word about the biological children she never had.

Those of us who mope about our childless state and worry about old age might follow Evelyn’s example. Grieve if you need to, but don’t let the lack of children ruin the rest of your life.

Can a childless actress portray a mother?

Sue Fagalde Lick Anne Reid, childless actress, childless writer

British Actress Anne Reid was quoted recently in the Telegraph as saying that childless actresses cannot portray mothers because they don’t really know what it’s like. (http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/film/film-news/8279466/Actresses-without-children-cant-play-mothers.html)What do you think? Can we not use what we have seen and experienced in our lives to imagine what it’s like to be a mom? Should we flip it and say that women who have children cannot play characters who are childless–or childfree?

I wonder about this as a writer, too. Can I really write accurately about what it’s like to give birth and to be a parent when I have not experienced these things for myself? But writers write about a lot of things that they haven’t personally experienced, right?

What do you think?

Complete Without Kids author interview

Sue Fagalde Lick books about childlessness, Complete Without Kids, Ellen L. Walker, husbands who don't want children

Ellen L. Walker, a psychologist practicing in Bellingham, Washington, is the author of Complete Without Kids, an Insider’s Guide to Childfree Living by Choice or By Chance, which came out last month from Greenleaf Press. We talked by phone yesterday about life without children and about the book that was born from her experiences.

Walker, 50, has not had children. During her first marriage, her husband kept saying it was not the right time. They were going to school, working, too busy, etc. “He also said the same thing about getting a dog,” Walker said. A lot of women get pregnant “by accident” but she didn’t feel that was the right thing to do. However, she did get herself a dog, assuring him that she would take care of it.

After the marriage ended, she was resigned to being childless. But then she married Chris, who had grown children from his first marriage. Seeing him interact with his kids, she began to want her own children. Chris didn’t want any more kids. Then 45, she consulted her doctor, who said she probably could still have children and referred her to a doctor who specialized in older women’s pregnancies.

After many tearful talks with her husband, she began to think about all the ramifications of having a child at her age and realized it was not going to work for her and Chris. She thought about all the things she had been able to do in her life because she didn’t have children: her full-time psychology practice, travel, writing a book. Life was good, she decided, and she would have to accept that it was not going to include children.

“If I had married a different person, I probably would have ended up having kids,” she said. “But it was never my top priority.” Plus, she adds, “I seem to have been drawn to men who didn’t want to have babies with me.”

Walker calls herself childfree, not childless. “For me, it’s really important to use the term childfree. It describes a lifestyle, not a loss. The term childless has such a negative connotation.” It’s important to focus on the things we are able to do because we don’t have children and accept that no one can do everything in this life, she says.

Walker admires people who have taken serious time to think about their decision. She didn’t do that, and it has been difficult finding peace. Now her friends are going into the grandmother stage, and she is beginning to realize “this is going to be with me my whole life.”

Lots of couples these days find themselves disagreeing about whether to have children. It’s no longer assumed that after marriage comes babies. Walker recommends they see a marriage counselor to help them work it out. “It’s a huge life decision. To me, it could be a deal-breaker.” A therapist knows how to process all the feelings that come up and help people find closure.

Seeking closure was one of the reasons Walker wrote her book. “I wanted to find some peace of mind.” She started journaling, then started getting other people to tell their stories. She found that the childfree people she met were eager to talk about it, and she began doing interviews. “I realized that a lot of people had a lot of unfinished business with it.”

She admits she had a hard time disclosing so much of her own personal information in the book, but she hopes it will help others who are trying to figure out whether or not to have children. She wants young women to see role models who aren’t mothers and to take their decision as seriously as any other big decision in their lives.

“You’re not a loser if you decide not to be a parent,” she stresses.

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Walker’s book is available at Amazon.com and other retail outlets. Visit Walker’s website and read her blog at www.completewithoutkids.com.