:clap: I am a birth mother, so yes I have children but in the same respect, I don't... I chose to give my child all the things that I couldn't provide her with at the point in my life..she is 6 now..and I wouldn't change that. I would also never presume to tell another person how, and what to do with their life... So I dig it... ( I would be lying if I said I don't enjoy being childless... It's a double edged sword..because I get the maternal ache when I see a child that resembles mine..)

The problem I have with the childfree movement is the need to treat it as some kind of superior lifestyle.

Don't get me wrong. I'm childfree as well, but I just never saw the point of evangelizing it, kind of like what militant atheists do with their lack of belief.

Who is treating it like they are superior? I have yet to meet someone that tried to evangelize me to not have children...or vice versa...:nono:......

Have you read any of this thread?

Exactly..... its cause they are worried and insecure with their decision and this thread is included

Through this thread the idea of the child free lifestyle has been portrayed as absolutely superior to the lifestyle of parents. I'm not sure if it's because child free people think that's how they justify their choice or if that's how they deal with other people's judgments, or if it makes them feel better to put down or judge people who want children. There are good and bad things about each lifestyle, and neither one is superior over the other.

Check this place out, then: Childfree

My first younger sister is married, but barren. My youngest has similar issues to the first, and may very well have the same issue. I'm a lesbian with regular, erm, monthly visits, and no signs at all that my ovaries are conspiring against me.

I'm really the best bet my mom and dad have at a child, but I have no interest at all in that noise. Call it Darwinian population control or whatever you want, but being a mother does not appeal to me at all. Unless the child was a super-genius.

I was a wunderkind myself, who essentially taught myself reading and algebra because I had a cousin who lived next door, four years my senior, who I was intent on being smarter than...

I could read-ish when I was 18 months old, and would prove it by writing "sad cow" on the walls, with drawings of sad cows.

You could alway donate your eggs to your sisters, they carry and give birth to the baby. Win win situation :).

One of my best friends from high school recently got engaged and had a baby today. The same girl who would shout "**** MARRIAGE AND CHILDREN" with me from rooftops. The same girl who once drunkenly snorted a crushed up viagra.