When I was four years old I told my mum ‘when I grow up I don’t want to have children, I want some peace!’ and I have never wavered.
There is nothing about parenthood that appeals to me, even the nice bits don’t interest me and I wish that was a narrative I saw reflected more often.
I have wonderful friends with beautiful children who I enjoy spending (occasional) time with but ultimately I see how exhausted they are and have no urge to join them.
I’m happy for anyone who makes that choice but ultimately I am so very happy and fulfilled (and plenty busy) as I am.
I also grieve the loss of friends when they become parents and our friendship changes permanently.
Kids are fine, but I much prefer the company of adults (and animals). Plus I like a quiet, clean and tidy house!!