Motherhood? No thanks

Honestly, having kids would be one of the worst things that could ever happen to me. I would lose my freedom to go out or sleep in however long I wanted on weekends. I'd have to spend extra money on other individuals other than myself not because I want to, but because I NEED to. I'd have to plan birthday parties,  Christmases, sleepovers, and not to mention deal with all the annoying whining and crying over plastic toys while trying to go grocery shopping at the nearest Wal-Mart. I'd have to clean vomit and runny noses whenever they got sick, convince them to eat vegetables, clean after their endless messes, deal with the constant "NO!", "Mommy!", and "STOP!". I'd have to run and chase after them every waking second of the day, go to parent teacher conferences, pay for daycare (or be the daycare), control temper tantrums, bathe them and clothe them (only for them to run around and get dirty again...after 10 minutes). Do I really need to get into the teen years?

Not too long ago I posted an entry on why not everyone is meant to be a mother (or father). I forgot to mention how some people have children because they have unrealistic expectations about parenthood. Face it. Parent hood is awful. If anyone tells you any different, they're lying! AT LEAST 70-80% of parenting is absolute, demanding, hard a&& labor. As long as you're aware of the realistic, and permanent responsibility of being a parent, go for it. But don't fall for the rose colored ideals of being a mom. Our society fed us that fluffy stuff since we came out the womb ourselves. How else are we going to get motivated to properly rear in the next generation? Without societal pressure, we would either become extinct or rear barbaric progeny (because there is also pressure to not only be a parent, but to be a successful parent at raising young...no matter how difficult it is).

Well, sorry. Motherhood isn't for me. I can't stand the thought of it. It makes me cringe. I think it's an endless nightmare that a woman can never wake up from. Once that baby is in your presence, it never goes away. Your stuck forever until one of you dies (like marriage). Personally, I believe that it's too heavy of a responsibility that can be easily avoidable. Use a condom, get a tubal ligation, ask your husband if he wants a vasectomy; anything to keep from getting pregnant.  However, though parenting is a dirty job, someone has to do it. So, for those who absolutely love kids and can't wait to have a giant brood of your own---go for it. Really. There is no shame or judgement from me.

Which leads me to another thing---I'm not good with kids. Not only am I not good with kids, I don't like them. Don't get me wrong, I can definitely be a good babysitter or keep them entertained for a limited amount of time, but I wouldn't want to take care of them for 24 hours a day-7 days a week. I have a sister who once told me that I was never good with children. My heart broke when she said that, then I made a personal mission to prove her wrong and that I CAN be a good mother one day. Whenever I saw someone's baby in a stroller, I would make all kinds of "coos" and "awwws" as if to pass for a decent human being. If I didn't stop and at least smile at a baby or toddler, I would feel like a monster. When I was seventeen, I babysat my little cousin who was 2 at the time. I couldn't even change any of the diapers correctly. Even to this day, I would see small children and not feel an ounce of emotion (I know, I'm terrible). I don't want to hold them, touch them, or talk to them....I'll smile though and give compliments (so I wont feel so bad). However, when I would do something right such as physically cuddle them when they were hurt or give them good "motherly" advice, sometimes I would get complimented. Getting complimented on my feminine capability of having "motherly" instincts felt like winning the medal of honor. But I've always struggled with the thought of having children.

Honestly, I would much rather do what I want to do. I want to buy food for ME. Go out and pamper myself whenever I want to do it; not when it revolves around children. I want to work, come home, and not have to deal with hyper kids and a messy home. If I get married one day, I want my spouse and I to have passionate sex (yes, I said it) all around the house, all night/day long if we want to, without having to lock doors, tip toe, or keep things silent. I wont ever have to worry about finding babysitters, pushing strollers, or dealing with snotty teenagers (Not all teens are snotty <3). I wont have to potty train, clean booger noses, worry about vaccinations, temper tantrums, or carry babies/toddlers around with me everywhere I go. I wont have to deal with the fights, the screaming, or the  "I hate you's". I love my freedom and I want to keep it for as long as I'm alive.

Trust me. I believe I'll be saving a child years of therapy if I make this decision. It's only fair.