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oh dear me i despise children…they’re all crazy…i don’t believe that it could ever be possible for me to so willingly destroy my body for a little piece of shit that never stops crying, eats all your food, makes you fat for nine months, and hates you for everything once he/ she is older. No, thank you.  Now if only i could make my husband see it’s not worth it. And for the 411, no just because you get him two pets does not mean that he will change his mind on children, simply because he’s not the one who will get pregnant and worry that his spouse won’t find him attractive or that he won’t be around to help with the kids or that you’ll be the one doing all the work or what if we have twins??!!! It’s insanity and more people need to start thinking about the entire process before they jump in the sack with the next fine piece of friday night good times.  Too many children are growing up in bad homes today because too many parents were children themselves when they got pregnant.  It does make a difference when you’re still a teenager who hasn’t even graduated school or figured out what to make of your own life and then you have to try to figure out how to help another little person get to where they can figure out there own…sometimes the process keeps repeating because none of these disfunctional generations can figure things out and they keep making the same mistakes because the parents aren’t proving enough that they can rear their children…besides not wanting to be fat and depressed and bitchy for nine months i just couldn’t respect myself if I brought another innocent child into this world and risk something happening to me and my child be brought up by some illegitimate coke whores who only want my non-existant child for that simple little check.  It’s not fair to the other children out there who need good homes, who need good people in their lives.