
I've always known I don't want kids. I've also never once thought about a wedding, dreamed of the perfect husband, a white picket fence...my dreams include owning a successful business in NY, living in a beautiful loft overlooking the city. Never once has a man or baby entered these dreams.
And I've always felt bad about it. Whenever I would tell someone I don't want to get married, I get this distorted face, and an immediate "Why? I've never heard of that before! Is something wrong with you? You'll change your mind when you get older." No...nothing is wrong with me. I'm just not interested in it. And after such a simple answer to their belittling remarks, I answer that I AM older, and I'm still not interested.
At a Cereal Bar in Denver, I was enjoying a cupcake & coffee, and a stray child started inching towards me. So Inchy ended up 2 inches from my knees and I looked around desperately for the parents, who after 1 entire awkward minute, finally dragged the kid away with a "She likes you!" (Um hello...watch your kid. There was an open door next to me leading to a main street.) Again, Inchy walked towards me like a drooling, mouth breathing Frankenstein. Again I became extremely uncomfortable. I don't know what to do, I've never touched one or talked to one, and I don't see anything wrong with that.
The mom again grabbed the kid 1 minute later, and with a disgusted look said, "Are you scared of kids?" "Um no....I mean....Well, yes." A clearly disgusted woman remarked (a little too loud), "Ugh! Oh my god! WOW!!!!!", and spend the next 10 minutes grabbing her kid before she could make her way to me while simultaneously giving me dirty looks only reserved for boytoys I never called back because "It's me, not you".
I don't see the problem with this. Actually, it's the woman's problem for not watching her kid. Do not let your kid walk away for 1 minute at such a young age! WATCH YOUR KID.
I'm not interested in children. I'm not interested in marriage. I do date, and I will live with a partner eventually, but I don't believe every woman with a uterus needs to have kids (or even like them). And now that I'm older, I decided I no longer feel bad about my feelings.
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kids. Show all posts
September 28, 2008
A Vessel For Babies-Use Your Own Uterus
Like an old BFF used to say to me, "Some people like cats, and some people like kids. And I like cats." Well said.
Posted by Kittens-a-Cattin' at 9:41 AM
Labels: babies, cats, kids, marriage, victorian photography, victorian pictures, Victorian Post-Mortem photography
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