I know that most women love children. There are more women teachers than males, you hear women talk about home much they can’t wait to 1)get married, and 2) have kids. Then there are the few and proud who don’t want kids or have the faintest interest in kids. I am such a person. I get the disapproving looks of my female peers, and let me know that I will have the urge soon. Here’s the thing, I have never had that “urge”, and I don’t see it coming ever. You know when you’re a little kid and you are thinking about how your life would be when you get older, I never drew or thought about having a family. There was however a dog or two and sometimes a guy in the picture. This does make finding a guy a harder (I am still surprised at how many want kids!), and as I get older all I am attending are wedding and then baby showers. My friends talk about the these things very naturally, kind of like the next obvious step in life.
I can’t relate, and quite honestly I can’t even relate to getting married. I don’t know on the latter one. You see, I like my life, the freedom of it.
- I like doing what I want when I want it. I like having no one else to think of. The feeling that I would have to think about a kid and a husband in all of my dealings and decisions ALL the time is a deal breaker. If I want the expensive pair of shoes I don’t want to resent the kid who also needs shoes ergo I can’t get my $300 pair of shoes.
- I like my work. I can’t wait to establish myself in my field. I want to better humanity, I want to travel, and I want to do it without thinking of someone else. I don’t want to feel like I am half assed my life.
- I don’t need to relive childhood. I didn’t have the greatest childhood when I came to the U.S. Kids suck, and so does all the awkward growing up. I don’t want to go through that again. It was hard enough the first time!
This is just me, and maybe some others out there… I hope. The thing I don’t understand is why the majority of people don’t understand that not everyone wants to cater to their kids as if they were the center of attention? I went to a party this friday and it was one of the dullest events I have ever had to endure. Friday nights are nights to unwind and engage in adult conversation without the worry of saying things that impressionable kids can hear. Not only did I have to watch what I said, but I had to cater to her need of attention. I left, I didn’t care to stay in a place where we had to play along with an eight year old. It was full of adults and the one kid ruled the evening. I guess you can label this as another reason, or maybe it can be deemed as bad parenting, I don’t know. I have learned my lesson: I will not be going to any event that could involve this person or any event that kids are included (unless it’s a kids party, which I still wouldn’t go to).