Ugh. I really don’t want to have to start thinking about having a kid but I kind of feel like it’s my duty to have one. I still want to have a tight body, freedom on the weekends, time to myself, and when I have a kid – P*** – I’ll be a freaking mother. How annoying. I’ll have to get a nanny, which the father-figure in this picture, does not agree with. He says what is the point in having a kid if you’re not going to raise it. And hello, it’s so that I can have a mini me without the pain of dealing with a mini me. I realize this sounds selfish, but i’m just saying it how I feel it. I’d be happy to pop one out(better yet, make one in a test tube), give it to dad, and come back when it’s all grown. ‘But then the kid will have no attachment to you!’. I’ll still be there, but I’d like to continue doing my own things – work, relax, play, work. A baby just sounds like a burden to me – Give it back when it’s able to follow directions and be helpful, then we’ll be good.
