Okay, this is incredible, you and I become more kindred with every new thing I learn:
I never cooed over babies. I also imagined I would one day have them, but did not imagine anything past that. And babies in general did not seem to like me, they also tended to cry shortly after holding them. I think they could sense my disinterest.

I was very young when I had my daughter. My husband-who I met when I was just eighteen- is a bit older and already had two boys-he started out with an 'oops' in high school, so the boys are just over a decade younger than me-young men now and I adore them, have always adored them though they were quite a handful as kids, ha!.

Also, I was not a glowing pregnant woman, in fact I hated it with a fiery passion :) I was lightly concerned about my maternal instincts which seemed a bit lacking considering my disinterest in babies (children are a different story, once personality shows up and they begin talking I thing they're the greatest) My concern was for naught, the moment my daughter was put in my arms I was in love. And I also said "She likes me!" haha!

I did not expect to have another, in fact was quite adamantly against the idea since the boys were with us a great deal of the time and I'd had our girl.
Then when Zoe was two, out of nowhere I suddenly wanted another. When I told my husband he thought it was temporary insanity, reminded me of my hatred of pregnancy, and also expressed his concern of pushing his luck having three healthy children already.
A few months went by and the desire became an obsession. I couldn't figure out why. It wasn't that I wanted a boy that I'd given birth to, couldn't be sure of that happening anyway, but the want was a constant drum beat in the back of my mind.
My husband gave in.
After Ethan was born I was back to the 'no more' and this time I did not ever feel differently. Ultimately it's been decided that it was Ethan who had caused the obsession. That he was determined that Howie and I would be his parents. He concurs which makes it seem even more likely since most teenagers would scoff at such a thing ;)

Anyway, I am not generally one to check out people's wallets, mainly because it really doesn't occur to me. I do take note of rep and how long someone has been here. But one thing I do is check out who is voting on me, I like to reciprocate, I feel mutual support is important. When I took a look at the votes for my 'blue' post I saw that you were on the top--and in cases like that I do check out wallets, and holy mama, you are a whale!
I had to put this in here, because the fact that we have so much in common is the reason I will be coming to your page, but I dislike the idea that you might wonder if your sp has anything to do with that. So I prefer just getting it right out in the open. I won't pretend that it's not an awesome side effect of this happenstance meeting, but it would not have mattered if you were at 5000 sp, and that is the truth. I don't do fake or superficial. I can do 'pleasantries' if I have to, but it's not something I enjoy.
But now I am curious of course, did you invest? Or is this from content? My husband has made a pact with me, that as long as I continue my diligence here for a year he is going to start moving big portions of his bit coin and other alt currency investments into my steem (you bet your ass I will be continuing my diligence here haha!)And while I am friendly with a few other whales, none of them are women, and I'm not meaning to be gender biased but I feel like it does make a tiny bit of difference. So I will most definitely be coming to you about different things pertaining to being in that position, if you don't mind :)

Sorry about writing a whole post on your post! I can get carried away sometimes :)