the never-ending offspring debate

in which, i am always the winner. because let's face it people; who knows me better than i do?

so i guess i am at that age when everyone around me is getting married and/or having babies. and i as much as i love the babies in my life, i really don't love babies in general. or kids. i'm not a fan of kids. i don't like them, i don't want them. i can be nice to them and play with them and i'll like the odd few and even love the exceptional ones (or the ones i share some dna with). but that's my limit. i have no interest or desire to reproduce. i have never had an interest or desire to reproduce. and having said that, i would not consider adoption or any other means of procuring a little person to take home and raise.

the arguments are as follows: you will change your mind when you meet the "one" (woah, one step at a time here. by the time that happens i may be 50 and dried up. for that matter, it may never happen. and guess what? the "one" for me - he doesn't want kids either). you will change your mind when your clock starts ticking (what clock? i don't have these internal tickers telling me i'm getting old and i need to settle down). you will change your mind when your niece and nephew grow older and/or you see them less often (what? that doesn't even make sense). you will change your mind when you grow up (have you met me?). you will change your mind - you just will (NO. and suck it).

and the most important thing to remember here is that i am happy. i don't need to settle down with a man to make my life complete. sure, it'd be nice, but it's not necessary. and i wouldn't settle with anyone just for the sake of conformity. i don't need children to make my life complete. sure, it's magical and whatever for the people who do it, but that's them and i'm me. so please stop telling me that what i want is to have kids, because i think i know what i want. and i'm pretty sure it's not kids.