The Truth About Mr. I'm Not Sure

So, as I've written in my earlier post, I'm dating a Mr. I'm Not Sure. What this means is that essentially he has not given a clear and definite answer as to whether he wants more children. My friend Jay X says this is unacceptable. And I tend to agree. Key word being tend. Jay says that I shouldn't settle for anyone that isn't passionate about having a family. But this is where I disagree with Jay. I mean, honestly I'd be okay if someone would give me a child, not so much because they wanted to, but because they knew I did and they knew it would make me happy. Such arrogance. But really, it's true. Blame it on my Aries Moon. And the truth is, things mostly fall into the grey category, rather than black or white.

Right now, Mr. I'm Not Sure is off on holiday. He doesn't like to plan much, which is really fine by me. But thinking about what I'll say to him when he's back is causing me anxiety. The truth is, I really like him. A  lot. He's grown-up, no drama, and easy to be around. He's a gentlemen too. And sweet. I have a pile of books and DVD's that he's given me to watch while he's out of town on business. Mostly BBC stuff, since he's from the UK. But he's pretty reserved...and hasn't shared too much about how he feels towards me.

I met him through a dating web site, about a year ago. And I resisted him a whole 9 months; about 5 of which I wasted on a relationship with Mr. Big Time Loser. But, anyway he was persistent. And the more I got to know him, the more I liked him. For me, it's usually the opposite.

We've been dating about 3 months. He travels a lot, which is really okay. But I was a little hurt he decided to take his holiday as a road trip. Far away from City X. Then again, it's only been 3 months. Things have moved slowly. Maybe he was just doing his normal thing, and in the process avoided the whole "awkward" 1st Christmas together.

I'm not quite sure I'm ready to totally say good-bye to him. Even if he still can't give me the answer I need. Because, in my gut, I feel like if things go well....he would do it for me.

Geez, I'm way ahead of myself. Why do I always do this? Maybe I just need to go with that gut. I just wish I know whether my gut was right or not. I guess there are no easy answers, are there?