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What I regret about being childfee
The amazing Juliewashere posted a new blog here asking her readers what they regret the most about being childfree. I thought I would respond with my own answer. My answers are strickingly simialiar to hers becase – we’re childfree by choice, a choice which isn’t made lightly and while some people regret their choices, you’d be hard pressed to find a childfree person that has interacted or grown up around children who regrets their choice to be childfree. Brace yourselves – sarcasm is coming.
What Rayne regrets about being childfree and utterly loathes:
I loathe being able to have free time on my hands to do the things that I want to do.
I loathe being able to go out on outings and not have to cater to a small dependent child.I loathe not having to leave outings early because of tantrum throwing children.
I loathe having the time and energy to complete my studies, my work and study another degree if I want.
I loathe that I made the mature decision to not have children because I am not interested.
I loathe that I made the mature decision to not have children because I would not being able to cater to their needs.
I loathe that I didn’t “follow the herd” and become a mother because everyone else is doing it around me.
I loathe that I have completed two degrees and am doing my Honours program while running a business.
I loathe that I have an intact vagina not tramuatised by childbirth.
I loathe my nights are full of restful sleep.
I loathe my weekends full of sleep ins and video games.
I loathe walking around the house naked.
I loathe not having to spend money on nappies and formula.
I loathe my small but unmarked breasts that don’t leak breatmilk.
I loathe that I have time to learn new things.
I loathe that my life is my own and I can do whatever I want with it.
I loathe that I don’t have to constantly reassure myself that my decision to not have children was right for me.
I loathe that I don’t have to validate my choices by attempting to convince others to make them as well.
I loathe that I work for myself and can wear my tattoos, multiple piercings and mohawk with pride without other mummies judging me.
I loathe that all my jobs have been fantastic in science industry or human services industries contributing to making the world a better place.
I loathe that I know how birth control works and can inform others how it works so they don’t have unexpected or unwanted pregnancies.
I loathe not being pregnant and having someone take all my bodies nutrients.
I loathe not being pregnant and fat with swollen feet and having a baby kick me in the ribs.
I loathe not having to push out something the size of a watermelon out of something the size of a grapefruit.
I loathe not being in debt for the next 18 years.
I loathe having a happy healthy sex life whenever I want with whoever I want.
I loathe having partners who are childfree and who love the same things I do.
I loathe sleeping in and waking up next to my partner and having uninterupted sex all day if I want to on the weekends.
I loathe I don’t have to structure my work or my weekend around children and their needs.
I loathe that I can have breakables in the house in places where the cats can’t ruin them.
I loathe that I can have breakables in the house and put the cats in the bathroom of a night time.
I loathe having cats that aren’t traumatised by children.
I loathe that my video game consoles are mine.
I loathe that my books are mine.
I loathe that my chocolate is mine.
I loathe that I can have my sex toys out in the bathroom to dry after being cleaned.
I loathe I can have sex anywhere in the house.
I loathe not contributing to the overpopulation of the planet.
I loathe that I can go see R rated movies with friends.
I loathe I an go out with friends anywhere we want without having to cater to children.
The list goes on and on and on…