I have been told by many people that I would make a good father. Preachers, random people and a bunch of others. I just see the deck stacked so much against our kids having any kind of future I would want them to have.
I know how to fish. It's the catching part that seems to elude me. I live right off the White river. Still can't get a straight answer about if I'm allowed to wade through there or not. I keep hearing about how people will be throwing things at us. But, I still don't trust that. I have a very small family. Sister doesn't have kids and never will. Dad is dad so won't count on that. As for how old I am, I'm 35. Very late to be having kids I know.
Jason
I'm in the "never having kids" group.
Too many people on this planet as it is. Plenty of wonderful kids living their childhoods out in foster care that would love to have a permanent home, so IF that clock ever kicks in, adoption is the way we're going to go.
I have no desire to have some creepy thing moving around inside of me for 9 months, nor do I have the desire to push it out of my vagina (or be cut open to remove it), or to have milk being released from my boobs.
Ew. The whole process is just gross.
Combined with a hereditary autoimmune disorder, a love for travelling, and a love for sitting in absolute silence, and I have some perfectly good reasoning for not wanting any...