Kids
I can't understand why I don't really like kids. Instinct tells me that I am too selfish to like them because they demand a lot of attention and care, which I probably invest into myself more than anything. I used to joke a lot about not wanting to have kids and never being able to take care of pets, much less kids. I really don't have a nurturing, motherly side to me. It's beginning to bother me a lot because I feel like I should have even a little. I've even thought about going to a psychologist to see if there is some deep-seated emotions within that need to be expelled in order tto find my inner nurturer. I would like to care for plants and animals....and maybe even a kid someday. But it's not looking too good right now. And what man wants to be with a woman who doesn't like kids? I guess one that wants all of the attention on him. But I don't know too many guys that I would like to be with that are like that. Even the most self-involved guy I once dated wanted like 12 kids....I don't think that would have ever worked. Although I am NOT willing to have a child just because a man wants an offspring to carry his name. He had better plan on being Mr. Mom just as much as I am...well....Mom.
Ick. I see moms who seem to have lost all ability to function because they've got like 3 kids screaming their heads off in a grocery buggy. I feel sorry for them, and then I don't because I think, how pitiful. I don't mean to offend anyone who likes kids and wants a lot of them. I know that kids can be beautiful, wonderful beings. I just seem to have an interest in different things. Like, I want to be able to travel, climb mountains, go skiing, look young and fit, and still have my head on straight when I am forty. I don't want to dress frumpily and have a pooch belly and work 9-5, pick up the kids, cook dinner, get them ready for bed, go to sleep and do it all over again. What kind of life is that? Maybe there is a different way to do it. I swore to my mom that if I ever had kids I would get a nanny. And don't poopoo my saying that, because everyone else puts their kids in daycare. Only it's better with a nanny.
Whatever, anyway... I only hope that either my attitude changes or a man changes me because I really do want a child of my own. I jsut don't want the life that comes with it.
Ick. I see moms who seem to have lost all ability to function because they've got like 3 kids screaming their heads off in a grocery buggy. I feel sorry for them, and then I don't because I think, how pitiful. I don't mean to offend anyone who likes kids and wants a lot of them. I know that kids can be beautiful, wonderful beings. I just seem to have an interest in different things. Like, I want to be able to travel, climb mountains, go skiing, look young and fit, and still have my head on straight when I am forty. I don't want to dress frumpily and have a pooch belly and work 9-5, pick up the kids, cook dinner, get them ready for bed, go to sleep and do it all over again. What kind of life is that? Maybe there is a different way to do it. I swore to my mom that if I ever had kids I would get a nanny. And don't poopoo my saying that, because everyone else puts their kids in daycare. Only it's better with a nanny.
Whatever, anyway... I only hope that either my attitude changes or a man changes me because I really do want a child of my own. I jsut don't want the life that comes with it.