I choose not to have kids. WE choose not to have kids. We are married. We are young. We are able. Yes, we are even both teachers. We choose not to make babies.
I constantly have to defend the decision my husband and I made together not to have children. It gets exhausting. And I cannot tell you how many times the conversation ends with the other party stating "you'll change your minds." No, no we won't.
But let me explain that its not that I don't like children. That's not it at all. I love my niece and nephews as I would my own. I love my friend Tracey's kids, getting updates and pictures. I like kids. Really, I do.
Isn't it funny the expectations we have of people to reproduce? And in a timely manner, at that! I have been asked on a weekly (or more) basis by some random family member, friend, co-worker, hairdresser, etc. "So when are you starting a family?" since my wedding reception.
What if we were free from expectations? We, the most hated, non-baby having couple are freeing ourselves from the expectation that we must reproduce.
1. Yes, I'm 100% sure we'd be great parents.
2. Yes, I KNOW we would have beautiful children.
3. I know for a fact we would create one athleticly gifted child.
4. No, I'm not quite sure who will take care of me when I'm old but what a morbid reason to have a babe in the first place.
5. No, I won't be bored in my life. I rather enjoy my hobbies, my ability to travel on a whim, my lack of planning. I even like my husband and spending time just the two of us.
SO. Here is where I plan to explain my reasoning. Love it or hate it. Not birthing a kid. Final answer.
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