My Friends Are Having Kids….So Why Am I Still Acting Like One?
I’m not going to pretend for the sake of an article that I really know what it’s like to have friends with kids. I have male friends that act like giant babies and two former sorority sisters who’ve done a nice job populating the planet, but my close pals are as child-free as I am.
The film Friends With Kids — which should really be called Bridesmaids, Part Deux —came out last week, and is the catalyst for this particular piece. Longtime friends Jason (Adam Scott) and Julie (Jennifer Westfeldt) are the lone singletons in a sea of Manhattanite married pals who are ready to start/already have families. After seeing the toll marriage and kids have on their buddies’ relationships, they come up with a solution.
This is where the premise loses me. Instead of going, ‘Hey, I’m happy being single!’ Julie and Jason decide the answer is to copulate, co-habitate and stay BFFs. Um, pardon, but wasn’t having kids part of the problem in the first place?
Perhaps it’s because I live in LA, the land of plastic surgery and party boys, that I don’t feel the pressing need to settle down. Most of my friends are still single or suffering through bad relationships. None that live in my immediate area have children. 30 and 40-year-olds are still partying like rockstars on the weekends.
Maybe I simply don’t have a biological clock, but I’m going to go ahead and place the blame for my lack of maternal instinct on my surroundings. It’s hard to imagine taking care of another human being when I’m still living in a state of arrested development.
Growing up is terrifying, and no more so when you’ve been living as an irresponsible woman-child for most of your adult life.
So for now, I’m going to place the blame on my suspended youth on my surroundings. Surfers, sun and skate parks, oh my! The aforementioned characteristics of Southern California does not make for a conducive place to settle down. In fact, it makes me want to grab a beer, sit on the sand and lazily wonder if Los Angeles is the real-life version of Alice’s Wonderland.
Is it time to move? If I did move, would I be ready for the white picket fence, the 2.4 children and the chocolate Labrador Retriever?
Well no, admittedly, probably not. The Peter Pan complex does not exist for men alone, you know.
Until maturity and responsibility rears its ugly head, I’m just going to go ahead and keep on enjoying my endless summer…You have to do what makes you happy, after all.
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About the Author: Laura Schreffler is a former New York Daily News columnist who left the world of celebrity behind to focus on what makes her happiest — love and travel. She is the creator of LoveTrekker.com — a website devoted to these two passions that she fondly calls “looking for love in all the right places.” In her spare time she likes to play matchmaker for her friends, dream about her next vacation and gaze at photographs of Taylor Kitsch. For more advice on love, relationships, and happiness, check out http://lovetrekker.com & her book "Internet Dating 101". And follow her here at Happiness Series with her weekly blog about finding love.