I don't think I want kids, at least not right now certainly, and I know it would probably be different if I actually were pregnant with ratbastid's looooove child, but I don't really look forward to the experience of being pregnant the way a lot of women seem to.
Having lost my grandfather and my brother recently I'm feeling a bit more ambivalent, though. There's a huge part of me that wants to have a kid just to scream "LIFE!!!!!" in the face of all this death. It's a very primal instinct and my head is not sure what to do with it. When I actually think about having a child, though, and all it would entail, the (presumed) hassle seems to outweigh the urge. I guess it would probably be different if I were suddenly not thinking about it and just doing it, but I'm not sure I'm ready to embark on an experiment with lifelong and irrevocable consequences.
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