The decision to have, or not, children—and how many—has been of mild interest to me since I had mine. At no point as a child or twentysomething did I want to have kids. And then I met my husband. And I still didn't. Having had to fend off the horror struck questions when someone found out and the “just you waits” from family, I had all kinds of excuses. My favorite was “Are you kidding? With my nurture and my nature, the poor thing would be fucked!” The family didn’t love that one.
To Procreate or Not to Procreate
To Procreate or Not to Procreate
To Procreate or Not to Procreate
The decision to have, or not, children—and how many—has been of mild interest to me since I had mine. At no point as a child or twentysomething did I want to have kids. And then I met my husband. And I still didn't. Having had to fend off the horror struck questions when someone found out and the “just you waits” from family, I had all kinds of excuses. My favorite was “Are you kidding? With my nurture and my nature, the poor thing would be fucked!” The family didn’t love that one.