Having children is unnatural?
My SO has the same disease (auto-immune: flares up in pregnancy: what else could it possibly be?). But even if she didn’t have it, I’m not sure we’d consider children either. We already have too many freakin pets anyway.
You know, I’m someone who had kids. I love my kids. I’m glad I had my kids.
But it’s NONE OF MY DAMN BUSINESS if YOU have kids! Or, for that matter, if MY kids have kids!!!
Great opening rant – first class all the way!
Oh, and to whoever said they’ll be your responsibility for the next 20 years, I hasten to add – Ha! Ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! Try the rest of your LIFE! :eek: :eek: :eek:
Great OP.
In a previous thread, a poster whose name I can’t remember provided a perfect one-liner:
“I am unable to bear children”
About as natural as shitting out a bowling ball.
Anything more painful than passing a kidney stone is just pure evil.
- Damn you Eve and your cursed apple!!! <shaking fist angrily at sky>*
Didn’t read the whole thread, did we? 
Hint: look four posts above yours
Amen. I always told people that if I were to go to heaven, the first thing I’d do is beat the crap out of Eve. :mad:
Welcome to the boards!
NO!
LC
Oh my, do I sympathize.
When Mr Wolf and I finally married, my stepfather asked me the following:
So, are you going to give us grandchildren in nine months or so?
The fuck? I just got married, I couldn’t have a consistent menstrual period if my life depended on it (not without birth control pills, which are kinda of opposite what the desired effect should be), and I’ve been saying for seven years I’d never get married, I’ve been saying for twenty two years I’d never have children and even looked into permanent sterilization, I JUST NOW GOT MARRIED, and YOU’RE WANTING KIDS?! Screw you. You have a kid still.
On a completely separate hijack, I’m proud to announce that my best-friend-whom-is-sometimes-called-my-sister-but-we-are-two-different-ethnicities-altogether-and-do-NOT-want-to-be-sisters-ANYWAY has now given birth to her first spawn. Her name is Belen Rose - eight pounds, eleven ounces, nineteen inches long, head diameter of fifteen centimeters. Monster child.
(For those of you who remember Jack of the website that pissed me off to no end, it’s his wife.)
So now I have another young mind to corrupt and then send home to Mommy.
Heh, friends of mine have told me not to have kids because (direct quote) “they’d be fucked up.”
Boy, are you two in for it when eve gets here!