Welcome to “Everything I Know About Love, I Learned from Romance Novels,” an advice column wherein folks write in with problems and I answer them with the wisdom gleaned from romance reading. Yup, this feature has the same title as the upcoming book – though this column came first. The focus is the same, however, and boils down to one simple concept: being the heroine of your own life isn’t easy, but it can be done. Today’s letter is about mixed signals about important matters.
Dear Smart Bitch Sarah:
I’d love to get some help on my confusing guy and his (historical romance novel -ish) problem.
My boyfriend and I are very in love. We are in our early-mid twenties, so navigating conversations on what I’ll call “potential future children” can be somewhat tricky. I understand that we’re young and there’s always the possibility one of us could change our mind on children, on our relationship, or any number of things. Even if we did decide to have kids one day, it probably wouldn’t happen for another 6 – 8 years, so talking about it now can seem premature. What I do know is I love this man, he loves me, and we see a long future together. I also know I want to be a mother one day.
He claims he doesn’t want kids. He says there are already enough humans on earth (7 billion is a lot). Plus, children can hinder one’s ability to be free, to do what you want, when you want. I get that. But I also think he is a typical young man who is still sowing his wild oats, as am I, and one day his opinion might change.
Well, lately he’s been throwing quite the curveball, starting with this one night: Starry night sky, bottle of tequila, Marvin Gaye, slow dancing barefoot in the grass… you see were this is going. Suffice it to say, we found ourselves in bed. I’d never seen him this drunk before, but I discovered pretty quick that alcohol was the ultimate truth serum for my guy. He began to say things.. whisper things.. that he’d never said before. He asked me if he “could give me something”. I was a little confused, so I just said, “yea”. He then went on to basically say he wanted to give me a baby. He spoke of wanting to “create something beautiful together” and I just didn’t know how to react.
He has now done this a handful of times recently. What’s going on here? Does he want kids but won’t let himself for some reason? Is it purely a sexual thing (I wouldn’t think so by the romantic way he speaks of it)? And why won’t he admit it in the sober light of morning?
Signed,
Not that Kind of Secret Baby
Dear Not that Kind of Secret Baby:
This is a tough one. A major difference of opinion on the subject of future progeny is often a dealbreaker in a relationship, because unlike many romance novels wherein the child-resistant character often changes his or her mind and wants 2.5 adorable children just before the epilogue, there are some who do not wish to have children. There are also romances wherein characters are very frank about their desire not to have children today or any future “someday,” and aren’t changing their minds about that decision.
And let me state right off: that is completely and utterly ok. No one should be made to feel badly for not wishing to have children.
That said, I’m not enthusiastic about your boyfriend’s way of handling his feelings, which have more to do with external reasons than his own personal feelings about having children. He’s sending mixed signals, saying one thing in the sober light of morning, as you call it, and something else when Senor Tequila is influencing his mouth (and his worm, it seems).
Drinking can sure be a truth serum, and it definitely lowers inhibitions, too. I don’t blame you for being confused. I’m confused by your boyfriend’s actions, too. But I’m also very impressed that you kept your wits and your head about you to be wary and confused while also dancing with Senor Tequila. Well done, Not Secret Baby.
The fact that this has happened more than once is a very large warning in my opinion. I think your first step is a Sober Conversation wherein you talk about what you want, and how you are feeling with his mixed Tequila-infused messages.
A warning, though: talking about parenthood is not the time for waiting to hear what the other person thinks. This is not the time for “What do you think,” “No, what do YOU think?” conversations where no one is willing to own and give voice to their feelings.
You need to ask him to explain himself. Not with statistics of world population, but with his own feelings. He may not be able to articulate what he wants for the future, but if while sober he’s back on the “No kids, no thanks” refrain, you need to call him on his drunken babymaking song.
Second, and this is a very big question: do you fully trust someone who may only be able to admit how he really feels about something that important with the help of alcoholic courage?
My concern is that he’s putting the moves on you when you are both not sober, and he’s taking a chickenshit way out of dealing with the issue. If you’re drunk and he’s drunk and, oops, you make a baby, then is he somehow less responsible for it happening? Not really.
Parenthood (particularly the first three months, which I call “Baby Boot Camp” because it is full of painful exhaustion and is tremendously hard sometimes) is difficult enough without the additional question of being unsure of how committed your boyfriend may be to the idea. Thus it seems to me that your relationship is also at a changing point: if you want children someday, and he says he does not (whenever Senor Tequila isn’t around) whether or not it’s five or ten or two years into the future, you still have a major conflict obstructing your happily ever after.
His reasons for not wanting to be a father sound like the fears of someone who is not ready. I totally respect that. But declaring “not ever” then getting drunk and making the moves to the tune of “how about now” is not smooth, nor endearing. If I had to guess, I’d say his feelings about parenthood might be changing, but he’s not quite ready to man up and own those changing feelings in that painful brightness of morning.
And what you want is someone who is cold sober and ready to someday handle the incredible challenge and reward of being someone’s parent and, just as important, being your partner in parenthood.

I’ll just add, from the perspective of a pediatrician who has seen way too much, make sure that, if he does want to procreate, tequila or not, that you would trust him to raise that child. I never understand why people have babies with someone that they will got through years of lawyers’ fee to keep away from that child. Not romantic, I know, but it’s even harder on the child.
A young man who was ready to get married, I was 17 and wasn’t, read a book by Alan Gutmacher (google) which he wanted to have a serious discussion with me about, planning the future etc. I guess he thought the relationship was going to the next level. Anyway, he said, (I never checked) the book started with “People who practice birth control are called parents.”
Or: “Be careful. He’s got a gun.”
I will lay odds any day of the week that I have the most colorful reproductive history of any one you will ever meet.
What Lori said, on both counts.
@Tessa: Oh, true. I think any major life decision is going to involve some second-guessing. But if your inclination is “I don’t think I want to have kids, but what if I regret it later?” rather than the reverse, it’s probably a bad idea to go there. I am not a parent, and don’t want to be, but a child is not something you can have on a trial basis. A *little* trepidation is probably good, but a lot of it might not be.
Though I agree on the right questions. If I thought parenthood was all about setting up nurseries and playing Legos with my kids, I’d be far more likely to go for it. As it is…well, the more of my friends I see go through it—and I’m absolutely happy for them, don’t get me wrong—the more I know it’s not for me. Because I get to hear the non-cute stories, and there’s no amount of cute that can outweigh those as far as I’m concerned. Yipe.
@Isabel: Oh, I agree. I would never argue that someone who feels strongly they don’t want children should just “go for it” and hope it works out. Sorry if it sounded that way.
But for those who do generally want kids, but feel for whatever reason that they must wait until they’re completely ready and have no doubts, and know it’s the perfect time and make X amount of income…really, there is
no perfect time, and no one’s ever completely ready. Even if you do feel completely ready, you’re probably fooling yourself. 🙂
Closing the bold tag. sigh, don’t know how that happened.
I think everyone has already given great advice, but I just had to giggle at this:
That’s very true about parenting, Tessa. I say the same thing about marriage and pre-marital counceling. If you could foresee the problems you’re going to have after you’re married, then you wouldn’t have them, but something’s going to blindside you. You just have to jump in having done your best to make a good decision and then deal with things as they come. Some things you have to learn by doing.
Your average early-20-something guy is not emotionally or practically ready for parenthood. The concept of impregnating you is probably a big turn-on for him, and also an extension of his feelings for you. But it’s an immature impulse, that he could live to reqret when the result of your BF’s Darwinian imperative is in its fourth or fifth hour of a screaming colic fit.
There are always exceptions to this rule, of course. I have a friend who got married straight out of college, and started his family at 23. He and his wife have four bio-kids and recently completed adopting two more little ones. However, I put my buddy in the definite “exception” category.
Several other commenters have mentioned that it’s about the kid, not about you. Until both of you have done what you needed to do, career/party/travel/whatever, shelve this conversation. It’s important to not just love your child, but also to not resent them.
In the meantime, until you are both ready for parenthood when you are stone-cold sober (and trust me it will be the most sobering experience of your life), go with the pill or IUD or another method of birth control that doesn’t rely on by-the-minute decision-making.
Everything that I haved learned about starting families in romance novels shows me that it is best to be a responsible adult before choosing to be a parent. The men in the historical romance novels I read seem to be in their thirties. They have sowed (sewn?) their wild oats, are financially capable of supporting a wife and are ready to marry and fill their nurseries. There seem to be a lot of irresponsible rakes who father bastards and then refuse to acknowledge them thus creating a wonderful plot for a romance novel.
The problem with this discussion is not so much whether people are biologically able to produce children, but will they make good parents!!!!
Recently, how many children have been murdered by their own parents or Mom’s boyfriend or babysitter or someone else who was caring for the innocent child? Wasn’t everyone in the nation just screaming for the blood of a young mother who was acquitted of murdering her young daughter?
If anyone needs more documentation of murders of innocents, I will be happy to look up individual cases.
I believe in planned parenthood and I think the pill, condoms, etc. should be available to every bimbo who believes that living on welfare and medicaid is a good career path.
Let’s do what is best for our chidren! They need healthy , mature parents who want them!
I’m getting off my soapbox now.
Esp if, as the letter-writer said, the guy isn’t that worldly, I’m going with Jill M’s beerspeak explanation. It was my first thought, actually. Dude’s hoping to get out of wearing a condom. More kindly, he is trying to talk the sexxxay and that’s what comes out. I wouldn’t get too chuffed about it yet, unless the tequila itself becomes an issue…or the possibility of an accident.