Kids

Wow... so don't get me wrong once you read this. I love kids... I love being an auntie to my brother's kids and all my friends' kids... but I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE KIDS!!! I think that after eating, breathing and sleeping kids for 180 days of the year, I just don't want to deal with them. I don't want to hear the sound of a whine, whimper or cry when I am in a restaurant or somewhere else that I think should be equally quiet. I know it sounds harsh and cold... but it isn't. I do love kids. I love to cuddle with them, read to them, have them read to me, play with them, talk with them, write them letters and all that stuff... but once I am on holidays and at a beach or something, I DO NOT want to hear them... see them sure, but not hear them. You know that old saying: "Kids should be seen and not heard." My parents used to say that to my brother as I as kids and I used to get offended, feeling like they thought I was an inferior person or something just because I was a child... but now I realise they were just looking out for the fragile psyche of all those adults who had chosen a life without children of their own. Iam one of those people. I've never really wanted children, and while I think babies etc are cute, I do not want to hold them or carry them or be drooled on by them... So yea, time with my brother's kids and my friends' kids have really helped to cement in my mind that while I would make a pretty awesome mom, I DON'T WANT TO BE A MOM!!
Good thing I am still single then, eh? hehehehe