For me having kids would have made me, and more importantly them, miserable. I did actually get pregnant a couple of times, but miscarried. Whilst I’d not have had an abortion and would have sucked it up if I hadn’t lost the pregnancy, I didn’t feel anything but dread at the thought of being a parent.
I can’t imagine anything worse, for me, than the company of kids, the conversation with and about kids, playing with kids, watching kids tv etc etc. I am not, nor have I ever been, interested in anything child centred.
my sister in law is an early years teacher and kids flock around her and she knows what to say and do with them. I just feel lost and uncomfortable. Give me a puppy though….🤣
Im happy with my choices, just like my sister in law is happy with hers and my nieces who are adorable btw but also adult now. I admit I’m a better aunt to adult nieces than I probably was when they were young. They seem to love me so 🤷♀️
but you can’t opt out of parenting your own kids for the first 20 years or so can you. And that’s what I would have found dull, boring and miserable. I know people will say it’s different when it’s your own etc etc, it I know me and I know that the miscarriages were a blessing for me.
The trouble is there is still so much judgement about women like me in society and that can make us defensive because who wants to be called immature, selfish, irresponsible and living some kind of pointless life. I don’t btw. I have a boring responsible job in the NHS and an elderly father to care for, plus a dog and friends. I can see how some people, parents or not, may look at my life and think that the light has gone out of my life, but it is just that: my life and I’m happy.