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At somepoint in the past year or so I've loved the idea of having a baby. It scares the shit out of me. Part of me is totally against it. I want to work and be able to take care of myself. If I have a baby, I wouldn't want it to be in daycare all the time. So either I give up all I've worked for, or I need to find a guy willing to be a stay at home daddy. What the hell happened to my perspective? I used to be so against having kids. I kind of hate myself for it.