What a great thread. I'll be married shortly, and my man has just gotten the chop... we made the choice, well actually I think how it happened is, bear with me here....
I didn't notice I was single until I was 25, and then when my first fiance wanted to breed as soon as we could I had this picture of life in the midwestern suburbs, me, him, a baby seat... it freaked me out, and he scared me off. This time, it's my man who just doesn't want kids. He's also opposed to bringing more children into a fast-growing world, and would prefer to adopt. I actually agree with that; I'd rather give somebody elses kid a chance at a decent life than grow my own just for that baby magic. I got to thinking that if I'd ever really wanted them I'd have been aiming in that direction from a much younger age, and would have gotten to it. I also realised that life would be very complicated, me being some kind of witness... and finally I thought that my genes shouldn't stay in the pool.
So now the option to grow my own is gone, I'm good with that. Babies are very boring. We might do long-term fostering later on, and if that's working we might adopt, but I don't want the lifetime of emotional pulling on my heart. I want a simple life, and control over my finances.
You're better off putting $250000 into a retirement fund than into a child if you think you'll be lonely when you're old. My witness family barely speaks to my parents; it's not like their choice has paid off. It's a myth that you'll be happily surrounded by laughing grandchildren and sunshine. Your kids will be around you when you're old about as much as you are around your own folks, if you're lucky.
Crumpet, I think I love you.