I’m not going to have any children.  It’s a decision my wife and I made, and I’m happy about it.  I think the most compelling reason to have a child is because you actually want to have a child.  I also think that if you can’t honestly say that you want to have a child, you really should think long and hard before conceiving.  I never once thought to myself, “Yes, I want to have a child.”  Not once.  At best, I thought “Maybe.  Some day.  Some unspecified day way off in the future.”  And those moments were not frequent.  So I’m comfortable with my choice and happy about it.

That being said, very occasionally, I  have a small twinge of remorse.  Not for me — I’m responsible enough to realize that I’m not responsible enough to raise a child.  I couldn’t handle a dog, there’s no way I could handle a child (and I tend to like animals a lot more than most people).  So, no, not for me do I feel remorse, but for society as a whole.

And, no I don’t feel remorse because I’m depriving the world from the obvious glory that would be my spawn.  Hell, no.  But I do worry that, by and large, those that don’t seriously consider the implications and importance of being a parent are the ones who are most often becoming parents.  The people who I know personally who have had children have thought it out, and that makes me happy.  But I know they’re in the minority.

I dunno, I’m just ranting again.  This article is what made me think of this.  But then, I guess if I don’t have any vested stake in the future of society by way of offspring, perhaps I should just chill and enjoy things.

Yeah, that’s what I’ll do.