The closest I’ve come to wanting kids was last year when I was getting a haircut.
Rebecca, my stylist, was pregnant with her second child, and all the stylists were hanging around picking boy names. Rebecca and her partner had already chosen the name “Tula” if the baby was a girl. They were still uncertain about boy names.
The conversation was sheer joy. The delight was palpable among these hip women and artsy gay men. Babies on the brain. A million possible names. People touching Rebecca’s stomach. Everyone laughing with excitement.
Suddenly outta nowhere!
Ohmigod!
I wanted a baby!
I wanted that kind of attention from people. I wanted to feel the excitement of all that possibility! I wanted people to be excited about what to call my kid.
(Let’s face it. Not many people get excited about what you’ll name your next CD.)
Mostly, I wanted a daughter. And I wanted to name her “Tula.”
I began to play with the name. I imagined cute clothes for my hip artist daughter, Tula. I left the salon in a state of near hysteria. I called my friend Joy and left her a 10-minute message about how “Ohmigod what if I never have a girl named Tula? Is it possible that I’m making a huge mistake here?” (I think Joy still has that message saved for future use.)
I have friends who don’t have children and who never have moments like this one. They simply love their choice to not have children.
I, on the other hand, do have occasional moments of doubt. Usually these moments are superficial, and have less to do with me wanting to be a mother, and more to do with me getting approval and attention.
When it comes down to it, I find that I want to want to have kids. I just don’t ever hear that deeper calling.
The truth is that my creative career has been my focus. I love what I do. I grow from what I do. I am of service in what I do. Just like those reasons to have kids in the first post, this path I’ve chosen teaches me about unconditional love, present moment awareness, enlightenment and healing. No, it won’t come to visit me in the nursing home. But then again, Tula wouldn’t either. Let’s face it. She’d be too busy in her world travels to think of the mom who raised her to be so independent!
(Besides, I’m planning to spontaneously combust before a nursing home is necessary.)
The Hardest Parts about Not Having Kids
The requests I’ve received to write this series of posts have come from women who are in the midst of making their own choices about children.
So, here’s the deal. There are great things about both choices. And there are hard things about both choices.
Here are some of the bad things – from the profound to the petty – about not having kids.
1 – Your “Social Role” isn’t easily defined.
This has been huge for me.
When you don’t have children (and you’re a woman), you have to dig a little deeper for a social place and a purpose – which is a common quest for women in their 30’s and 40’s, when that nurturing energy kicks in. I’m lucky to live in a town where there are lots of women who chose not to have children – so I have models on this path!
I once heard medical-intuitive Caroline Myss talk about breast cancer. She described seeing it in some women who chose not to have kids but who never dealt with their social role and their innate need to nurture and create a purpose in life.
I believe that we are placed on this planet to serve. I believe this is our purpose. This is a very real energy. When women don’t have kids, they need to dig a little deeper for their calling and their “place.” (I think women can do this even when they do have kids, too!)
2 – The approval from older women/other women.
I was among a circle of women recently. All mothers. They all agreed that the approval and crooning of older women is a huge perk when you’re a new mom. Now, I know this can seem like a petty thing to crave. (After all, people applaud me every time I show up for my job – isn’t that enough?) But there is the slightest bit of sadness that I won’t ever experience the attention a woman gets when she’s pregnant or with young kids. Women supporting women is quite a powerful thing – and it feels good.
Note: The women in this circle who had older children said that when your children grow up, you find yourself missing all that cool attention you had when they were babies!
So, maybe the gist is that we all just need lots of support and love no matter what we’re doing in our lives!
3 – Not getting the good parking spaces.
I will never get to park in those “Stork Parking for Pregnant Moms and all their Cute Little Kids” parking spaces that are popping up all over the place.
(I happen to think there should be parking for “Women who aren’t moms who are having one of those days when they’d really like a good parking space.” So far, I haven’t seen one of these signs.)
4 – Getting angry emails from parents who read my posts about Courage
They always say things like, “Easy for you to say! You wouldn’t feel that way about taking chances if you had a few kids!”
5 – Fewer natural connections with women my age
Face it.
Women who have kids talk with other women who have kids. They talk about their kids. This is natural and normal.
I am blessed to have the best friends a girl could have, for sure. And I notice that when I am talking with, say, a high school friend I haven’t seen in many years, the conversation is almost always about her kids.
I can listen and laugh and take part because the kid thing is a universal topic of conversation that any woman understands. However, the choice to not have kids and be an artist and a ‘pioneer’ isn’t a universal topic. So it’s a little more challenging to find that common ground on my end!
Again, I treasure the friendships I do have. (I also hire my fair share of coaches and mentors who support me, and help keep me on track and moving in a positive direction. This is huge.)
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Now, obviously none of these items is painful enough or motivational enough to make me breed.
After all, let’s say Tula turns 9 and asks, “Mom, why did you decide to have me?”
I’d like for my answer to be more profound than: “Well, dear, I wanted some random angry emailers to like me, and I was tired of not getting the good parking spaces.”
The Best Parts about Not Having Kids
There are many days when I’m grateful that I don’t have children. I can either criticize myself for creating a life that is so perfectly designed for me and my quirkiness. (The old struggle-addicted part of me will occasionally do this.) Or I can marvel that my soul has led me to design a life that is peaceful and creative and adventurous all at once.
Here are the best parts about not having kids…
1 – No one tells me how to live my life or raise my dog.
2 – I get lots of silent time.
3 – I have lots of free time.
4 – I can travel whenever I want.
5 – I don’t have to re-live high school by watching my daughter go through it.
(This is enough to make me do a dance.)
6 – I learn to trust my choices even when they aren’t the social norm.
7 – I get to be the cool aunt to my nieces, and they get to be super-special!
8 – I can have occasional emotional days and not wonder if my dog will need therapy someday because of them.
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Gosh … Now I feel terrible … like how I feel when I get invited to baby showers … like when I had to rush to a rural hospital to check up on a 23 year old girl who just had a strawberry sweet baby girl …not named Tula , but almost … your doubt has activated my doubt … If this helps , I am an artist who chose a long career with a lot of travelling , education , married really late , & no children … (I calculate that maybe I have three years left of absolute possibility , if ever …) Why don’t men feel the lack ? (or do they & don’t tell?) … Geez Christine , now I’m gonna have to con my husband , or bribe him … (I was thinking Emma or Boyd…)
I would concur that one of the hard parts about not having kids is not being part of “the club.” I remember that when I was in my 20’s and most of my friends were moms of young children.
Christine, as I read your first list it seems to reflect what you’ve stated, that you haven’t felt that deep longing. Which I don’t think is some kind of test of womanhood by the way. But having experienced that feeling, I would say that, for me, the hardest thing about not having kids is…not having kids.
Particularly being around other families with children. I worked in K-8 schools for a number of years and towards the end of that time, in my mid-40’s, it was sometimes physically painful to see the parents picking up their kids at the end of the day, the families reuniting. I’ve been a teacher and had special connections with friends’ children to answer that part of me that wants to nurture children, but sometimes it stirs up a lot of grief.
Thank you for these posts. I am 36 and don’t have kids. At this point in my life, I’m not sure the opportunity will present itself. The hardest thing about not having kids right now is how other people look at me. I’ve been called selfish because I don’t have kids. But you’re right. That’s no reason to have kids. A friend came over last night with her daughter. It was wonderful and it was even more wonderful when they left and I got to cuddle in bed with my dog and watch my favorite show. So, maybe I am selfish. So what? At least I’m finding my own way and listening to my own voice. Christine, thanks for making that ok.
sari – you can have “tula” if you want! send pictures!
and you know, (sari AND lisa) i don’t think doubt (and even some pain) is bad. i’ve met women who told me that although they don’t “regret” having kids, that they do know they’d do it differently if they could do it again. i even had one woman who said, “absolutely don’t have kids. I love my kids, but it ruined the path i was on.” there are sacrifices no matter what you choose.
thanks michelle! (and you’re welcome!)
I speak as a guy – and I think that comes with a different perspective. As a man, there isn’t quite the same stigma (I’m not sure that’s the right word…) about not having kids. And, that’s what I’m going with here today – it’s cool if you do and it’s cool if you don’t. You do what is right and works for you. Some people don’t make a conscious decision about having children (you are making that decision, Christine – and that’s absolutely the right thing to do). The truth is, there are many good things about having kids, but they are also many things that can hold you back because of having kids. So, I think it’s pretty cool that you’re deciding what works for you…
As for the thing about rubbing bellies…ok, no one better do that to me!
Thanks for the very candid post Christine.
“I want to want to have kids…” – your quote really hits home.
As a 39 year old single guy (artist) I’m leaning on the side of not wanting kids at this time because I so enjoy my artistic pursuits, freedom of movement, and am willing to endure the financial sacrifices that come with it.
Problem is, from a dating standpoint, most women in my age range want kids. This has been a real challenge for me, because when do you bring up the subject? On date 2?
I can’t rule parenthood out completely forever, but I also don’t feel ready to sacrifice my lifestyle right now.
I’ve been slowly learning to embrace my choice…and accept my path…even if it means occasional lonliness. You have to listen to your inner voice – especially when it comes to something as life-altering as parenthood.
But as my friend Myra says, “How can you know you want kids until you fall in love with the right woman?”
“When it comes down to it, I find that I want to want to have kids. I just don’t ever hear that deeper calling.”
Thank you for so clearly articulating what I have been feeling for a very long time. I am about to turn 37 and just went through a rough year of really WANTING to want kids, but not ever really getting to that point. Then I found out I couldn’t have kids, and I was frustrated that the choice had been taken from me, but once I got past that, I was really OK; it was almost easier since now I have a reason to not have kids. I don’t think any woman who choses not to have children needs a reason but for me I finally felt a bit more calm about the whole thing. I could stop trying so hard to want them now.
I adore kids, I love being an auntie but I also adore my alone time and snuggle time with my husband and long walks with my dog.
THANK YOU for your honesty.
I’m past that hill now — turned 60 this year — so while adoption might be a slim possibility, the in-my-belly possibility is way over. As an artist and a non-mother, I still have moments when I wish I wanted to want to have children earlier — and did so. Now all my friends and most of the universe of women I know are having the best of all possible times being grandmothers, for pete’s sake. Missing out of one tribe didn’t protect me from missing out of being in ANOTHER one. But, on the plus side, I have had the time and money and mental space to nurture many young people — and emerging artists — as a teacher and mentor; I get to be a wonderful aunt and, any time now, great-aunt. And I try to be the older woman approving of the younger women I know who choose not to have children. Pat, pat. It helps to remember that there are hundreds of children in this world who need all kinds of nurturing and any time I wish, I can choose to make a difference in a young life, maybe not the same gifts a parent gives, but important gifts, nonetheless.
p.s. Maybe you should name your next CD Tula.
To those here who do not have children, I will say this: Some women give birth to children, some adopt children, and some help others give birth to their souls by the way they nurture and guide. And many of those people in my life did not or do not have children themselves. You are often gifted nurturers. And that is among the greatest needs in this world, no?
So,thank you.
Your line about your dog not needing therapy made me smile. Whenever my husband or I do something like argue with the kids all the way to school about something, then in that flash of clarity as they get outa the car say, “Oh…well…have a great day guys. Love you!!”, we always jokingly say, “There goes another month in therapy!”
Hi Christine,
I find it so interesting that so many people have been called selfish for not having children. I guess there was a long history of people in my family who went that path; most of my aunts and siblings. I have also coincidently surrounded myself with lots of friends who haven’t had children either. It never crossed my mind to view their choices that way; nor is that the feeling of most of the people I know. Maybe I never heard that because I did have a child.
I can say that raising my daughter in a divorce situation, I could have never made it through without all of those “childless” people. They were my foot in the rational world when I was overwhelmed and never failed to pitch in when I needed a “time out”. They were the people who taught me how to parent from my heart, rather than rules; maybe because they hadn’t been inundated with parenting advice from the first sign of pregnancy. They had a totally different perspective on children. Generally, their time with my daughter and I was filled with play; though I do have to say that my brother spent his first time watching my then 4 year old daughter and teaching her how to open childproof caps. He was banned from babysitting after that.
They have largely contributed to my daughter’s sense of inclusiveness, independence and quirkiness.
I don’t think I knew so many had to have the conversation in their head about wanting children. I’m always surprised when I meet parents that said at one point they never wanted children. I understand not wanting them but it is hard to comprehend having such a radical change in one’s point of view. We ALL have to endure comments that probably have a harmless intent. I have to put up with “So, it is just the two of you?!…often given with a sad expression.” Sometimes I reply with a smile and “Yes, aren’t we lucky!”
I applaud you Christine and the many women that have taken the time to really think about having children…and all the consequences on their lives. I think too many don’t realize the commitment. It is extremely difficult to “have it all.” I pray for the day we can ALL truly accept our own lives and stop comparing.
While I agree that we should be conscious in our life decisions, I also believe that sometimes Life is bigger than us and what we can know.
If I had waited to “feel like I really wanted kids” before getting pregnant with my first, I probably would never have gone ahead with it. My husband felt the “really want kids” and since I knew I wasn’t against having kids, I consented.
What I didn’t know at the time was how much joy and how right my son would be for my life…and how I wouldn’t be able to imagine my life without him. Had I trusted my “feelings” on this, I would have missed the biggest blessing and pure, pure joy of my life.
All I want to say is that sometimes we can’t know ahead of time what is right for us…and sometimes we need to be open to allowing life to change our lives in ways that open us to miracles.
Christine,
I’m loving this series! I just never had that intense desire to have children. (My cousin wanted nothing more than to “be a mommy” by the age of 10! And now she is, and her kids are beautiful and wonderful and fabulous.) I thought about it at different points in my life, and decided not to…..for various reasons. It’s been a conscious decision that I’m happy with. But it’s only been recently that I’ve had people actually asking me about it! (Maybe it’s the rapidly approaching “BIG” birthday. HA) And I get that ‘they’ don’t understand. But it amazes me that people have the audacity to say some things that they say to me about it all. (As if I’d never thought about it….and once they say something, I’ll go, “OH! Right! I get it! What was I thinking? You know, now that YOU have said something, I’ll get right on that!”)
It kind of cracks me up.
All the best!
deb
I wouldn’t trade my life with my beautiful much-longed-for daughter for anything.
But hey, if you don’t want kids, you don’t want kids.
Such a personal choice.
Anne, thanks you for your comment, beautifully stated.
And Mark, my husband was 60 (and I 38,) when our daughter was born so don’t count yourself out, you young man, you …
Absolutely brilliant post/series, Christine. Thank you for being brave enough to express what those of us who have chosen to be child-free are feeling!
5 – I don’t have to re-live high school by watching my daughter go through it.
I think this is one of the best (and perhaps most surprising) things about the joy of parenting – you really do get to re-live every bit of your childhood and re-parent yourself along the way. You get to offer what you didn’t get. My parents are awesome but I didn’t get “unconditional” love – there were a lot of conditions, you know? It was like, “sure we love you, but not *that* behavior”. And that’s a pretty hard distinction for a kid to make, in my opinion. So I’ve learned to love myself without condition and I get to give that to my son, too. He’s only 3 but my husband and I have already created his “Freedom Fund”, kind of like college fund. If he wants to go to high school or college – great, but if he wants to take his freedom fund and ride a motorcycle in South America, that will be great, too. My only hope for him is that he follow his heart.
Christine,
Thanks for this great post. It seems to me that membership is growing in our “club”-albeit slowly.
Even thought were in our early 40’s, my husband and I get the “but you’d make such good parents, why don’t you have kids?” question all the time-especially from my Puerto Rican sister-in-law, who believes giving birth is the sole purpose of a woman’s existence and the only true way we can feel any true fulfillment.
I’ve never felt the desire for children, but I’ve always felt the need to nurture. Caring for my dog, cats, garden and career seem to satisfy those yearnings just fine. Only after finding out I’m unable to have children was there a fleeting moment of sadness. And that was only because freedom-loving-me never likes to be told any of life’s options have been taken off the table.
Fortunately, my inability to have children now provides me with the near perfect shield for deflecting all of the “kid questions.” (Although, I do still occasionally hear the “have you thought about adoption?” question.) It’s been a great conversation stopper, and if I’m feeling particularly irritable, I may even allow the inevitable coo’s of sympathy to carry on for a minute or two before telling them I didn’t want kids anyway.
Maybe I’ve missed something in the posts I’ve read here – but they seem to imply an element of choice in the decision to have kids or not to have kids? What about people who end up not being able to make a choice of their choosing? Or is that their choice by default?! Just curious Christine (I like you blog and posts and read it regularly).
I made a choice (in my 30’s) to marry a man who didn’t want to have children and at the time, neither did I. But as your posts reflect, feelings can wax and wane. Some years ago, I changed my mind about having kids. He didn’t. The net result? I’m now 45 and don’t have kids and am not happy about the ‘choice’ I ended up with. At present I’m still in a relationship with him – but I’m not sure how long that will continue (and it’s not just because of the reason I stated here – there’s a whole raft of other things). But on reading your posts it made me think about the women (and men) who want to have children and for some reason can’t conceive … really the more I think about it, the choice to have children doesn’t (to me) feel completely like a ‘free choice’ – there are such a lot of other factors involved. We take fertility for granted until it isn’t there. A bit like the environment really.
Christine: Your posts on children are very thought-provoking! Five months ago I broke up with my boyfriend of 9 years because I couldn’t get him to communicate with me. I had a couple of years where I wanted children with him really bad because that is what my body was telling me. Now, at the beginning of my 30s and single, I have a different way of thinking about children and what the real longing for them is. Selfishness is what I feel because I don’t have children but maybe it is actually a choice I have made deep down that I haven’t realized. I do believe everything happens for a reason and I am sure that if children are what is meant for me then it will happen but right now, I am enjoying my single life with my dog that loves me just as I am!
5 – I don’t have to re-live high school by watching my daughter go through it.
Boy that would’ve been a deal-breaker if anyone had told me that before I’d gotten pregnant. School, period. My school years were so miserable that when I realized I was going to have to go through the whole thing over again but in a different way, it was enough to make me wish I’d had a time machine so I could go back and tell me that. I love my kids and they have added a lot to my life, *and* I can still miss the life I could’ve had without them in it.
i think all your posts are brilliant. this one is no exception, and, of course, i really like it when you mention me.
Christine, I want to buy some of your “kids”, um, I mean songs
and I’m not terribly techno-savvy. I don’t have an ipod…Is it possible to buy from iTunes and then somehow have my computer burn them onto a CD? If that’s a yes, will CD players play that potential CD or only computers???
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes yes… (And thank you, too)
Christine,
I’m loving these series of posts. You articulate what many women in the 30s come to realise – that they’re ok with birthing things other than children. And you write about it so beautifully.
Besides – children come into our lives in many different ways – they may not always be ‘ours’, but that doesn’t mean we can’t love them as if they were.
Blessings,
KL
I have 3 kids, and the thing I know is that there is no comparing being artsy and enlightened to HAVING KIDS. You don’t have to be one without the other. I am an artsy enlightened mom. The whole thing doesn’t make sense to me – there is no understanding what it means to “be a mom” from the standpoint of not having kids, except to put labels on what you see of women in Walmart and in minivans. I love your blog because it’s empowering and practical about living a conscious, creative life. This post lacks in consciousness, rather a list of trite rationales undermining a profound experience that is impossible to understand without the experience. To have or not to have, what does it matter? Children, like everything in life, never inhibit a person from living a creative, conscious life unless the person expects, decides or believes their children will.
chrissy – thanks for your perspective. I think that the way i presented this in the very first post in the series is that “this is my perspective – and I know I’d write something entirely different if I ever had children.” I’m pretty aware that I can’t speak from your perspective at all. My friends who have kids ARE very artsy and enlightened. AND what I’m speaking to is exactly the trite/superficial stuff that you’re accusing me of in these posts. It’s the social pressure. And even though my mental self can KNOW that it is superficial, that doesn’t stop the force of it from being there. I don’t think I’ve compared being artsy and enlightened to having kids at all. I’ve addressed the issue that many women face when they choose to not have kids.
As to “women who have kids talk to other women who have kids… they talk about their kids,” I tend to hang with women who do NOT have kids or other moms, who like me, gravitate to talking non-kid-stuff, for the simple reason that being a mom is not my sole role in life and I feel so stifled with moms whose conversation is limited to their children. (I run silently screaming from those moms.)
I admit (except for living in a constant house remodel for 14 years – oy vey,) my life is pretty much a dream because having only one child (who incidentally, came along after 3 miscarriages, numerous feminine-parts operations & such,) allows me plenty of time for me and my music and stuff when she is at school and still have lots of time and energy left over for her and my hubby.
Here’s what I think… If someone wants a child but is scared she’ll sacrifice her art, I say go for the kid anyway, if you can. You can always get your art back, or find even new and better inspiration for it.
And Christine, thanks for sharing your mind and heart. I would never judge you or anyone for their decision to have kids or not. I applaud that you know what you want and can share it on your wonderful blog in such an entertaining way.
I love your blog!
Though I do have a kid (he’s 11 now), I’ve always enjoyed meeting my friends without kids. It’s true: if you meet other mothers, you often end up talking about kids, school, etc. And while that may be interesting up to a point, it gets slightly boring after about 45 minutes. With many mothers its hard to change subjects. My childless friends aks about my son and I can talk to them about kid problems, but it’s only one topic amongst many others. I like that. So I don’t think that having a kid necessarily draws you to other mothers (or parents).
Maybe if this is a difficult, roller coaster sort of choice for some artist types, then it isn’t “being an artist” that is the deepest underlying issue. Just a thought.
Boy did this post hit home! I have chosen not to have kids, and I feel the same things. I would say the low point in my decision-making process was when the check-out clerk at the grocery store instructed me that I should have kids. Complete stranger! I emphasize one point with younger women I speak with who are trying to decide — you may never know if you made the “right” decision, even on your death bed, and parents will never know if they made the right decision (if it actually WAS a decision — it’s hard to tell sometimes). We all make zillions of choices all day long that structure our lives. Think of all the alternative lives we haven’t been able to lead. I find peace in the unknowing, which helps me remember how to live life well.
Thanks for these posts. I may have been there on the day with Rebecca you described. I am constantly surrounded by “momness”. Sometimes I think I want to be one, but I am much happier (i think) being the friendly aunt. The one who plays with B*** but gives him back to his mom after 30 minutes or so. I like walking R*** to school, but I don’t think that qualifies me to be a primary caretaker. I cycle between wanting the attention and love you mention and knowing I am not cut out for the constant vigilance that parenthood requires. Will the confusion ever end???
Hi Christine – I just want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for this series of brave posts. Good writing helps us think AND feel, and your essays have done that for me. Thank your for your honesty and your great skill in exploring a delicate subject.
Christine, thanks so much for this post. What you say totally resonates with me — at 36, with no children here or on the way, I often feel a little disjointed as I lose friends as they have children and move on to friendships with moms in their play groups. I do have some strong friendships that I’ve maintained with folks throughout their motherhood, but it is awkward at times (folks tend to assume that I don’t like kids, which is totally the opposite of my feelings). I find myself wanting to want to have kids, too, but with nine nieces & nephews (and two greats), I know the realities.
I was having a similar conversation with an acquaintance at a party the other night (this always comes after the do you stay home or do you work question) & for the first time ever, someone said, you know, I think that you are NOT selfish for not having kids. It felt good to have my choice validated rather than dismissed or criticized. So, again, thank you very much for this!
Hi,
For anyone out there seriously on the fence over whether to have kids or not you are welcome to spend the weekend with me and my 15 year old twin daughters, Godzilla and Predator. Fortunately when they fall asleep they change into the lovely children they once were years ago. This gives me hope that one day they will behave like civilized human beings, maybe for several days in a row. Seriously, I love my kids *and* there are many days when I am extremely envious of my friends without children. Only 882 days until high school graduation.
Krista
Thank you for these thoughtful, well written and thought provoking three posts.
I am someone who has lived most of her life unconsciously (though seriously working on it now!). Through my life, I have felt those social pressures that you have described.
These posts have helped me to confirm that I too have never had ‘that deeper calling’ and I understand now that ‘I want to want to have kids’. May be one day I’ll get that calling?! But for now, just knowing this, I’m not alone and that it’s actually okay to think this way, is a huge relief.
Hey… and Tula would totally understand your need to get ‘the better parking spaces!’
I always wanted a litter of kids, but I only have one – it’s just how it turned out. Now that my daughter is almost 11, I have more freedom to explore my interests than I did when she was younger. And, here’s my confession, I’m often jealous of my childless friends! They have freedom to do whatever they want, when they want and where they want.
With that said, I don’t regret having my daughter – I love her in a way I can’t describe. It is unconditional and the experience has been a great journey filled with happiness, frustration, pride, fear, love – a real roller coaster of emotions.
I’ve made choices to be the best mother that I can be, but that has also meant that I work at my art part time. Do you know how hard it is to pull away when I’m in the midst of a creative streak? It’s hard to maintain the juju when I have to take a break to run to the bus stop and pick my daughter up from school.
I also know that she will start out on her own life in the near future and I will have that time to do what I want.
As to socializing, most of the people I hang out with (but not all) do have kids. It’s just easier because they understand the schedule.
Regarding the post below about selfishness. More than once, I had people tell me that I was being selfish for having an only child. It’s a slap in the face, so I can understand your position. My sister in law is 42 and is also childless by choice – she has told me that she is happy to be the coolest best darn aunt in the world.
Christine, thanks so much for starting this post. Everyone’s comments are so amazing and heartfelt. I am a single woman, doing my art and my music. Just following my path in all it’s twists and turns. I have not been blessed with a child yet. I am open to the opportunity to have one and I am totally fine if I do not have children…Luckily, my brother and sister have kids and I get to be the cool Aunt. I feel like we are all on this planet together as one, and we just should help each other out. Support the Love of all the children of the world.
Christine,
Thank you for these posts — as another childless by choice woman and full-time artist, I am so there. But you left out one of the pluses (for me anyway) — the extra close relationship I have with my husband. Now at the risk of angering all the moms, from what i can see, our relationship contains a lot less stress, sleep deprivation, and money worries — and a lot more love, kindness and consideration for each other. I think it’s because we have time and energy just for each other. I mean no offense and I know it’s different for everyone, but that’s what I see and hear from my married with kids friends.
At a very young age, I decided that, among other reasons, I couldn’t be who I wanted/needed to be and also be a mother. I wouldn’t have been good at either one. Yeah, it’s been hard at times (that being excluded from the club thing) but much more often than not, I am really really happy with my choice. And let me know about that spontaneous combustion thing…
Thanks for speaking up for us! I read once that 25% of the population does not have kids — so even though the media often focuses on those who do, there are a lot of us out there…
Peace and light to all,
Rosemary
Wow, so these posts are finding a space right smack in the middle of my questing, restless, vocation/avocation seeking 29 year-old, 2 years married in a brand new big house soul… I am focusing on living with the moment and watching my cycles continue to follow the moon and just praying that there will be some clarity about what we are “supposed” to do or what we “want” or what we “need.” (It is amazing how expectations, wants, and needs just become an enormous tangle…). I am very sensitive to those who commented about motherhood even being a choice. Though I have no reason to worry about our ability to conceive a happy, healthy baby, I think I refuse to allow myself to “need” to be a mom just in case the Universe has other plans for us.
Thanks and blessings for giving us all a forum to think about something that is so essential yet often remains unspoken.
Hi Christine,
As one of those artsy types, now 56 years old, who is also childless by choice, I appreciate you talking about this issue. I have not much else to add to all of the collective, heartfelt wisdom that is contained in your blog and the comments. However, I am an expressive arts/ intuitive painting teacher and I run workshops for all types of women to help them find their way back to their own creative source, and just recently one of my students ( who is a very happy and fulfilled mother) thanked me for NOT having children. She thanked me because she said that she recognized that I would not have been as available to serve and nurture all the women I have worked with over the past 30 years, if I had chosen to be a mother. Of course, I am a mother. I have many, many daughters, just none that I have raised from scratch and not a one has been named Tula!
Thanks again for your always thoughtful and intriguing posts.
My friend from high school, Fiona, posted this and I thought it was interesting. I just skimmed it for now, but I do feel a lot of these things socially because of not having living children by my age.
I’m sure it mentions it, but a big part of how my peers view me right now is that I couldn’t possibly understand what it’s like to have children and that it must be nice to not have the responsibility of them. Somehow I’m an outcast because a live full term baby hasn’t shot out of me yet.
On the other hand, some people get freaked out by me because they don’t know how to react to my losses and I think they secretly think that miscarriage is contagious.
So, my perspective in all of this is a woman who has has 4 lost pregnancies, a failed attempt at in vitro… and I’m 34.
It’s not that I don’t want kids. Sometimes it feels like the universe is wanting me to not want kids. But losing them after bonding to them — it’s made me long even more to someday be a mother. It probably won’t happen biologically and that frustrates me.
My perspective on this topic:
My wife and I were married twenty years before we adopted our first daughter. We married very young, I was 40 and she was 38 when we became parents. Most people assume we couldn’t have biological children but that was not our case. We talked about children often, but like Christine I don’t think we felt the calling. Life was too good the way it was. We borrowed our neices and nephews whenever we wanted. We were free to travel and had disposable income. Still we talked about children from time to time. Because of our ages we started thinking it was time to do something or quit talking about it. I talked Lori (my wife) into going to an International Adoption Agency just to see what would be involved. I think we both felt adoption would be an option for us because we liked the idea of children, we just didn’t feel the need to reproduce.
The day we went to that meeting was when we turned a corner from thinking about it to wanting it. They had books with all these photographs of orphans and families who had adopted and it touched us deeply.
Thirteen months after that meeting I watched a social worker hand my daughter to my wife. My whole perspective on life has changed. I believe to this day had we chose not to have children we would still be happy. I don’t think children are right for everyone. Social pressure and need for personal attention are strong powers but should not be the driving force of reproduction. People can and do contribute to this world without raising children.
I will also say watching the wonder of the world through your childs eyes is like seeing it for the first time yourself. If you think you are proud of your accomplishments you should feel the excitment of seeing your childs. My oldest is six years old now and I have been trying to teach her guitar. I never heard a sweeter “D” chord than the one I heard last night.
I may rethink my comment later, but at the moment (I’m 51, with 2 grown children) I sense this discussion in like being on one roller coaster while wondering if you would rather be on another roller coaster. Children have brought me my greatest joy and my greatest anguish, but I realize now it has been is my perception and reaction that has made is so. During those years I also felt turmoil that I had not found a career path. I did not consider parenthood as a deterrent to a career, but blamed my own lack of decision. There is potential for the same “Ohmigod! I want a ______ (baby/career)” [circle one] feeling no matter WHAT you choose. Finding Love and Joy and developing those within yourself is the greatest challenge, reward, and gift.
A related quote:
“Don’t worry about what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive and do that. Because what the world needs are people who have come alive.” –Howard Thurman
Carolyn2
As one who wanted kids more than anything, one who always pictured herself a mother “someday” and went through significant distress in my 30’s because it didn’t happen, I applaud you for speaking so clearly and logically about this topic.
It took me years to finally let the dream and longing go … to let go of the feeling of “stigma” attached to deciding to NOT have kids and be ok with that (even tho’ it was out of my control, people still always asked) and just be me.
As it turns out, I nurture in my work and wonder if I would be as good at that if I did have kids of my own. Who knows? At this stage in my life, I have made peace with the fact that although it was a previous dream of mine, I am totally and thoroughly happy that my life took another direction and I enjoy some of the same “perks” you have listed. I love spoiling my nieces and nephews, they get a relationship w/me that is totally different from their parents and we all enjoy that bond of family.
I love reading your blog, Christine … thanks for sharing!
About school: if you live in the US or Canada (and many other countries) your kids do not have to go to school. You can homeschool (or even better: unschool.)
It is refreshing to be part of a thoughtful conversation on these topics. Thank you! I often find that my friends who are coupled up and parents make assumptions about my life in a different direction–and they often are pretty invested in those assumptions. Many seem to put what they miss onto me (“she doesn’t have children, she must be staying out late, romantically adventuring to jazz clubs and moonlight adventures. No way would she want to hang out with us–we have to get the children to bed at 8pm!”). And, while I don’t say no to the perfect moonlight adventure, in fact I frequently go to bed myself at 9pm (I see the hour before sunrise much more frequently than the hour after the moon comes up). I love an early evening on a porch just hanging out and having a conversation. Sometimes I think I’m performing a public service by being the repository for those fantasies! Other times I just enjoy being able to choose either option. But it is a puzzling miscommunication to me. Anyone else?
All of this “to have or not to have kids” reminds me of visiting my childless and not by choice aunt and uncle when I was newly married.
She was irritated at a women’s group in her neighborhood and it’s assumptions about numbers of children certain couples had. She remarked (to me) that the group’s opinion about all those kids being the result of too much sex was all wet because she thought people who didn’t have any kids were probably having a lot more sex trying to have them.
Hi Christine,
A very thought provoking post.
I always “knew” I would have children someday but there was a time in my mid and late 20’s that I couldn’t imagine ever being ready. In fact, I remember, the thought of have children scared the heck out of me. So much responsibility and fear of the unknown (or even fear of the known for that matter). Then it happened, my pregnancy was unplanned and I was unprepared. Now, I’m 50 and I have one grown and one almost grown boys. I’ve never stopped being creative. And actually grew in creativity; I went from oil painting (before) to poetry and photography (after). For me, having children has been a complete blessing in every way. Though I believe everyone has their own choices to make and paths to follow and all are equally honored. However I sometimes wonder if “planning” is only an illusion. What will be will be.
Christine,
Thank you so much for these thoughtful and thought-provoking posts on the big decision of whether or not to have children. I’ve been mulling it over for years, and it’s getting down to the wire. It is incredibly helpful to read your ideas and to hear so many different experiences and perspectives in the reader comments. Where else would I find such diverse honesty on such a personal and sensitive topic? I still have some writing and “meditating” to do, but so far I’ve picked up that I don’t want to make my decision from a place of fear.
Elizabeth,
I relate. I get the impression that some of my friends think if they didn’t have children life would have remained carefree- all fun, youth, relaxation, and freedom. They forget that everyone grows up, whether we have kids or not. We all deal with aging and its related energy/health/identity issues. We all grow more emotionally complex as we face our difficulties … the ones we weren’t mature enough to see and work through before. We all find ourselves with the responsibility of doing it all … running the “small business” that is our own life, fully particiapting in the world, taking appropriate care of ourselves and those we love. We all struggle to find the motivation, courage and time to find our bliss/passion amidst the pressure to deny ourselves. We all pay opportunity costs based on our choices. I sometimes pine for simpler times too! But then I remember even though I’m no longer the ingenue, I hope I’m becoming the wise woman of substance I always wanted to be.