WARNING VERY LONG OMG WTF DID I TYPE.
I am not single, nor do I plan on living a life single (at least by choice) but I am child-free, and so is my boyfriend, Brandon. Hell, I don't even know if we're getting married. We both want to stay together for life, but neither of us is ready for marriage, and we may never be.
I have no desire to breed. I used to want them when I was younger, but after all my friends started having kids, watching them go through the motions, and seeing what raising children was actually like instead of the silly, romanticized notion I grew up with, I was put off by it.
I now have no desire to mother my mini-me. I remember what my mother went through with me. I was hell to raise. I do not have the patience she has.
I do not feel bad about this. I'm happily content to have my days off and weekends be filled with laziness, wine and sleeping in.
One thing I did notice is that whenever I imagined myself as a mother, it was never to a baby or child. It was always a teen or a college aged adult.
It took me a long time to come to my decision.
Brandon hates children. Literally.
I on the other hand do not hate children, but with my quick temper, lack of patience, tendency to punch holes in doors when I am enraged, my lack of self esteem, my tendency to drink more than I should, and my long history with depression coupled with my lack of interaction with babies and children in general while i grew up, I do not think I would make a suitable parent.
I used to 'desperately' want children, or at least I said I did, and while the idea appealed to me on some level, I GREATLY exaggerated my excitement over it, for fear of seeming abnormal. Cooing over the babies of strangers always felt awkward, and I was never drawn to the kids my friends were cooing over, but I felt I had to do so.
I also realize now how much that desire was born out of my loneliness and desire to feel loved. And it also came from the general expectations of others (family, friends, etc.) that as a female, I'd eventually have kids.
I have always dreaded (well since my late teens anyway) going through what my mother went through with me. The behavioral charts at school, the endless parent/teacher meetings, the vicious fighting, the medication and learning about dealing with a learning disabled child.
Also, giving up a job, financial freedom and having to rely on a spouse and parents to provide for me, so I could stay home and properly raise an ADHD child. I KNOW where I would be without my mother.
The idea was first introduced to me by my friend Nora. Actually the first time she mentioned it, I thought it was weird because I had never considered that I had a choice in the matter, however silly that seems.
Then when I saw my two closest friends from childhood get married, I was honestly baffled at how they were making such a (semi)permanent choice so early in life. It wasn't until I stopped and thought about it that I realized that we were in our mid-late twenties. It wasn't a weird thing at all.
Then, when they started having kids, I was completely weirded out, and again found myself instantly judging them. And again, I found that instead of feeling envy, I felt sorry for them. It was literally the weirdest reaction, just completely out of the blue. Here they are, on the HAPPIEST day of their life and all I could think was, "Glad it's not me."
Still, I assumed I'd have my own 'eventually.'
Eventually was a comfortable word. It put no pressure on me, it satisfied my friends and my family and considering how I live my life 'day to day' as I have said numerous times in the past, it made sense me. It was something I'd worry about when the time came, which is my general attitude towards most things in my life.
Meeting, dating and living with Brandon has been a really fulfilling experience for me. It has not been as challenging as I thought it would be, in fact, it is not challenging at all.
When I first asked him about children, he hesitantly said, 'maybe later' but made it more than clear that he had no interest 'anytime soon.'
I'd been lurking child-free boards and web pages for a while at this point, first because I was curious, and then because I realized how much I related to the people posting on those pages and forums.
Finally one night, maybe about a month later, I asked how he would feel if we decided to never have children. The look of blatant relief on his face and the way he said that would suit the hell out of him really helped me make up my own mind.
I was very surprised at the sense of relief I felt almost immediately. Suddenly all the things i had secretly dreaded about being a parent, namely keeping my kid off drugs, potty training, diapers and sleepless nights were now all a non issue. They had been completely obliterated with one question.
I cannot say for certain what my future holds. Brandon said he would tolerate fostering a teen much later in life. I think that if I decide to make a 'change' in the world, I'd rather it be that way. I have honestly never visualized myself being pregnant, giving birth, holding and caring for a baby. Whenever I imagined myself as a mother, it was always a teen or a young adult.
None of us can be absolutely certain of the person we will be years down the road, but I can say that I am proud of the decision I have made.