Kids! Why are people fascinated with them?
Is it seeing cute babies that makes us want them, is it society, is it just a part of us as humans? What is it really? I don’t get it.
Today a colleague asked me if I wanted kids and all I could say was “not soon.” To be honest, having children is one of the last things on my mind. It’s been so for as long as I can remember. I’ve never imagined myself a parent. An aunt, yes, but not a mother. I’m a firm believer in having kids around for a moment and returning them to their parents at the end of the day. I love the thought of being the cool Aunt Marion or something like that.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t met someone who’s DNA I’d like to see joined with mine to make another being. I don’t know. What I know though is that every time someone has talked about me having children, I have shut down the conversation with a “not now” and changed the topic. Explains why I am a firm advocate for planned pregnancy and all the aspects of it including abortion.
I believe that if you are not ready for a child and you get careless one time (we all make mistakes) you have the right to get rid of it. Better than bringing the child into the world. Being obligated to parent when you’re not going to give it the utmost love and care. It’s unfair to both you and the child. And don’t tell me the love grows during the pregnancy or just after birth. We all know that’s not guaranteed.
Anyway, that’s my 2 cents for the day.