Some women know all their lives, that they want to have kids at some point. Some women know all their lives that they don’t want to become mothers.
Both can get pregnant.
Lately, I worry that I might be pregnant. I’ve never wanted kids. For the ususal reasons: kids make my life more difficult, they lessen my desirability to potential partners, it’s a huge responsibility, and I can kiss my free lazy afternoons sipping tea and reading goodbye for the next 15 years. 
My parents didn’t particularly like being parents, as well. They were too caught up in pursuing their own interests to pay much attention to my brther and me. They treated their kids, largely, als somewhat less contributing roommates. They made no mistakes raising me and my brother, but that’s largely because they didn’t do much raising at all. :dubious:
My mother kept warning me as a kid not to become pregnant because I would get “trapped”. When I was a kid, she was a militant feminist, fighting for schools providing day-care for working women during office-hours, and fighting in the pro-choice movement. My father was involved with the poorer countries of the world and let me read books about overpopulation, and about our unfairly large ecological footstep, compared to people in Africa.
I’ve never liked kids. I’ve always been in love with animals though. I had no dolls as a kid, but rows of dearly-beloved stuffed animals, and I’ve always cared for cats. One of the strongest emotions in my life was wanting a cat when I moved I with my SO. In the end, I got it. 
I liked some individual kids, but kids as a category, no. I remember only too well the hell that was primary school.
I did some research and found that couples who take the conscious decision not to have kids, are more happy in the long run then people who do have kids (though both are happier then people who remain involuntary childless or become involuntary mummy’s and daddy’s). That always strenghtened my resolve.
And now, I might be pregnant.
Non-motherly women of the Dope, what were your reasons for not wanting kids? How did it work out? If you “fell in love” with your kid, how long did that feeling last?
Do the hormones and culture allow you to regret having kids? I know it is the largest modern taboo to feel that, if you could do it all over again, you would have opted for the liitle darlings to be born to some other couple. Hellfire and brinstome to any women who feels that way. But how many women feel that way, deep inside?
I’m desperate for opinions.
) where I wouldn’t trade it for the world.