>I will say, however, that I find some of the anti-kid
>attitudes in that article a bit disturbing. I think some of
>the people described in there are as bad as those who feel
>they must push parenthood on anyone and everyone...just in the
>opposite view.
Gayle, my thoughts exactly. I never wanted to have kids. When I had a non-viable pregnancy before I had my son, I was very relieved. But I got pregnant again after that even though my husband and I were careful, and to this day I don't understand how I was 7 weeks along when I went to see the ob the first time, when I was sure I had only been pregnant for a month. I am not a religious person and I roll my eyes every time someone tells me that some higher power has some grand plan for me that I have to fulfill through a child. I take this situation logically, rationally: we simply weren't as careful as we believed we were. Birth control failed. As simple as that.
I mourned all the things I had to give up when my son was born. I was severed from something so indefinably essential that I had been carrying my whole life and I resisted turning into, as you say, "somebody else".
I used to ask myself: Why didn't I get an abortion? And the answer was always: Because I had bonded with the child from day one and didn't have the heart to get rid of him just because he wasn't part of "my ideal life". I am pro-choice, by the way, and staunchly so. And at the risk of opening a can of worms here, I believe that choice isn't just the freedom to have an abortion, but encompasses ALL the choices that we women have to make in our lives, big and small. I am one who tells my friends to wait for a long time before having babies, but I don't dump them just because they decided they didn't want to wait.
My husband and I have had a few very tough years with the colic, the reflux, the chronic ear infections, the resistance to potty training... We know we are not going to have any more children after all this. We are into the terrible years and yeah, they are indeed terrible. BUT, we are blooming into different people as we go through this. Our lives, though very taxing, have opened up. We have learned to be better negotiators and this is actually something we bring into the business we are building, believe it or not. Do I pine for the dreams I had to abandon? Of course, every damn day. Do I regret being a mom? No. This is contradictory, I know, but this is how I feel.
I have nothing against those who choose to be childless or those who want to define their lives through their children. These are choices that people have to make for themselves and should be respected. I do avoid those who are anti-kid, and I meet a lot of them at supermarkets and malls. I can tell by the way they look at my son and snicker or snort when he throws a fit or jumps up and down in excitement over some petty thing. Being a mother is tough, thankless work. Not everybody can appreciate that. Not even I, in the beginning. So with everything else in life, I have to be vigilant, make sure that my family and I are surrounded by people and things that nourish us as individuals, and avoid those that promise to be toxic.
Pinky