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I'll bite
I didn't want kids as a teen and into my 20s. I didn't like babysitting, I didn't like other people's kids, and I certainly didn't want to hamper my lifestyle of do whatever, and drop everything for a roadtrip or cross country jaunt (I live in MI with family in CA, so would fly out on cheap flights every couple years, plus fly to visit friends across country).
I was married at 23, and didn't want kids then either. Just not interested. Too much fun going on, too much to do, and again, no interest in the puke, poo, pee, stress, sickness, screaming and other nastiness that comes with small children.
That marriage crashed and burned in a year. I didn't "meet" DH, I'd known him for years, but we decided to hook up for lack of a better word, and then decided to date exclusively. I suppose it was his stability and groundedness that started to "settle" me down to a domestic lifestyle, or maybe it was his way with his multitude of nieces and nephews, but within a few months, I knew I wanted to create a child with him. Maybe it was some sort of weird internal clock or hormones, but it hit like a ton of bricks. We got pregnant within a year, then 5 months after I got pregnant, got married. DD is 3 years old now. I desperately want another or two, but it's not happened, and treatments are not interesting to me.
So yeah, no reasoning on wanting someone to care for me in old age, or wanting child labor, or anything. Just a primal desire to procreate with a partner who compliments and matches me, who provides for the family, cares for us, etc. Even though the little munchkin is now sick on the couch, I wouldn't trade a single moment of the life I've created and had with her.
The closest desire to having kids for me is like my desire to hunt, fish, and garden in order to feed my family. I don't NEED to do those things, I can get food from the store. I don't NEED to procreate, I can be childfree or adopt. However, the desire to reproduce with my husband and the desire to hunt, fish and garden are things that are part of me and make me content and happy.
Different strokes for different folks though
I'll bite

I didn't want kids as a teen and into my 20s. I didn't like babysitting, I didn't like other people's kids, and I certainly didn't want to hamper my lifestyle of do whatever, and drop everything for a roadtrip or cross country jaunt (I live in MI with family in CA, so would fly out on cheap flights every couple years, plus fly to visit friends across country).
I was married at 23, and didn't want kids then either. Just not interested. Too much fun going on, too much to do, and again, no interest in the puke, poo, pee, stress, sickness, screaming and other nastiness that comes with small children.
That marriage crashed and burned in a year. I didn't "meet" DH, I'd known him for years, but we decided to hook up for lack of a better word, and then decided to date exclusively. I suppose it was his stability and groundedness that started to "settle" me down to a domestic lifestyle, or maybe it was his way with his multitude of nieces and nephews, but within a few months, I knew I wanted to create a child with him. Maybe it was some sort of weird internal clock or hormones, but it hit like a ton of bricks. We got pregnant within a year, then 5 months after I got pregnant, got married. DD is 3 years old now. I desperately want another or two, but it's not happened, and treatments are not interesting to me.
So yeah, no reasoning on wanting someone to care for me in old age, or wanting child labor, or anything. Just a primal desire to procreate with a partner who compliments and matches me, who provides for the family, cares for us, etc. Even though the little munchkin is now sick on the couch, I wouldn't trade a single moment of the life I've created and had with her.
The closest desire to having kids for me is like my desire to hunt, fish, and garden in order to feed my family. I don't NEED to do those things, I can get food from the store. I don't NEED to procreate, I can be childfree or adopt. However, the desire to reproduce with my husband and the desire to hunt, fish and garden are things that are part of me and make me content and happy.
Different strokes for different folks though
