Lesbian Female / 35
It's late and I just got my three year old to fall asleep. I never thought I would end up being a Mother. Or that it would make me feel the way it does.
This is my story, I am a 35 year old Social Worker in one of the largest cities in the United States. I am degreed, I have a Masters degree in Social Work from one of the top universities in the United States. I can make it as a Social Worker because my family is wealthy and I have an allowance. I don't really get along with most of my family because I am a lesbian and they are embarrassed about me. Which gets me back to why I never thought I would be a mother.
My mother never accepted that I was a lesbian so when she came up to help me move into an apartment, out of a dorm, I introduced her to my girlfriend and I kissed her on the mouth in front of my mother and told her we wanted one bed in the one bedroom apartment and I wanted her to buy it for me. I wanted her to buy me the bed I was going to sleep with my lesbian lover, the bed where I was going to make love with my lesbian lover. I told her I wanted a firm mattress because when lesbians make love they are all over the place and it lasts a long time and soft beds just suck when you are banging with your girlfriend. Oh well, that is what caused her to turn her back on me for a while. I was just so fed up with her holy attitude and her lack of respect about me and my girlfriend.
I left college and went to live in lesbian heaven on the west coast. I got into art, I am not that good but that is what other lesbians with allowances do, art. I had a couple of lovers and they were both bad. My college girlfriend finally decided to come out and live with me. Be my girlfriend, and let her parents know. After that my life got better. My girlfriend and I decided that we needed to go back to school, get masters and do something good with our lives instead of being crazy lesbians. I got a Masters in Social Work and she went back and got a nursing degree and a Masters in nursing and my parents paid for it, every last cent of it and they came to her graduation and they brought her a real nice graduation gift. And they saw the room we sleep in, one bed for two women who make love.
At the age of thirty I met this guy, the father of my son. He thought how cool two lesbian girls, now that would be fun, fuck them both, keep them tied down with kids and enjoy them for a lifetime. That is how we ended up with kids. My son is three her daughter is eighteen months old and she is the stay at home Mom. It is a sort of Poly thing, we live together, she is the stay at home Mom, he lives down the street and he picked up the total cost of her salary and more, I work for the City in administration, I am better at that than working with people, we have dinner together most nights unless he has to work late which he hates more than anything, he stays over many nights, most nights, and we have this Poly lifestyle, FFM, we didn't give up our lesbian lifestyle, we just picked up a man in our life. We don't make love for him, if we make love while we are together it is about us and if he is there we share. Same thing when he wants to make love, we make love with him, if we are all there we share. But there is no kinky stuff, we have little kids now and the last thing we need is having my son who now comes and gets in bed with us to find some weird sex toy in bed from the night before.
Going back to being a mother. If you had asked me pre-pregnancy if I would want to be a mother I would have said no, in fact I said no a lot of times when the subject came up. When he asked me to be a mother I could not say no, he was asking me, I could not say no, I didn't even try to say no. It is the most significant piece of my life. It is so significant that I told my girlfriend to get off her high horse and join in, he was going to be with us for a lifetime so lean in and try something that will turn your life around. She chose to stay home, never went back to work. To those who knew us when we lived in Oakland it is a bit of a surprise that we would go Poly and have kids. Better late than never, we are not that young anymore so we have little time to play, the clock is real and I feel it every day.
This is my story, I am a 35 year old Social Worker in one of the largest cities in the United States. I am degreed, I have a Masters degree in Social Work from one of the top universities in the United States. I can make it as a Social Worker because my family is wealthy and I have an allowance. I don't really get along with most of my family because I am a lesbian and they are embarrassed about me. Which gets me back to why I never thought I would be a mother.
My mother never accepted that I was a lesbian so when she came up to help me move into an apartment, out of a dorm, I introduced her to my girlfriend and I kissed her on the mouth in front of my mother and told her we wanted one bed in the one bedroom apartment and I wanted her to buy it for me. I wanted her to buy me the bed I was going to sleep with my lesbian lover, the bed where I was going to make love with my lesbian lover. I told her I wanted a firm mattress because when lesbians make love they are all over the place and it lasts a long time and soft beds just suck when you are banging with your girlfriend. Oh well, that is what caused her to turn her back on me for a while. I was just so fed up with her holy attitude and her lack of respect about me and my girlfriend.
I left college and went to live in lesbian heaven on the west coast. I got into art, I am not that good but that is what other lesbians with allowances do, art. I had a couple of lovers and they were both bad. My college girlfriend finally decided to come out and live with me. Be my girlfriend, and let her parents know. After that my life got better. My girlfriend and I decided that we needed to go back to school, get masters and do something good with our lives instead of being crazy lesbians. I got a Masters in Social Work and she went back and got a nursing degree and a Masters in nursing and my parents paid for it, every last cent of it and they came to her graduation and they brought her a real nice graduation gift. And they saw the room we sleep in, one bed for two women who make love.
At the age of thirty I met this guy, the father of my son. He thought how cool two lesbian girls, now that would be fun, fuck them both, keep them tied down with kids and enjoy them for a lifetime. That is how we ended up with kids. My son is three her daughter is eighteen months old and she is the stay at home Mom. It is a sort of Poly thing, we live together, she is the stay at home Mom, he lives down the street and he picked up the total cost of her salary and more, I work for the City in administration, I am better at that than working with people, we have dinner together most nights unless he has to work late which he hates more than anything, he stays over many nights, most nights, and we have this Poly lifestyle, FFM, we didn't give up our lesbian lifestyle, we just picked up a man in our life. We don't make love for him, if we make love while we are together it is about us and if he is there we share. Same thing when he wants to make love, we make love with him, if we are all there we share. But there is no kinky stuff, we have little kids now and the last thing we need is having my son who now comes and gets in bed with us to find some weird sex toy in bed from the night before.
Going back to being a mother. If you had asked me pre-pregnancy if I would want to be a mother I would have said no, in fact I said no a lot of times when the subject came up. When he asked me to be a mother I could not say no, he was asking me, I could not say no, I didn't even try to say no. It is the most significant piece of my life. It is so significant that I told my girlfriend to get off her high horse and join in, he was going to be with us for a lifetime so lean in and try something that will turn your life around. She chose to stay home, never went back to work. To those who knew us when we lived in Oakland it is a bit of a surprise that we would go Poly and have kids. Better late than never, we are not that young anymore so we have little time to play, the clock is real and I feel it every day.
