I don't understand you people. :(
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I don't understand you people. :(
They can be cute and adorable, but a ton of hard work. I could NEVER have more than one. And even one, I'm not sure about having one. Because the idea of pregnancy is ;___;
Not even just pregnancy, but childbirth O_O!! OUW!
Puppies are so much easier to potty train anyway :p! Maybe I'll just get like 20 pets and skip the kids...
Yeah, I'm not looking forward to pregnancy and childbirth. Not my idea of a good time. But babies! I want!
Such a conundrum.
Babies are awesome. I wish I could have babies, but I have a faulty X chromosome that's actually a Y. So instead I'll have to get someone else to make the babies for me.
I'm looking forward to the babies that my stork is gonna deliver to me. :bigsmile:
They're loud, annoying, and they smell bad. Then they grow up into people, which also smell bad.
There's really nothing good about them.
I like babies better than I like adults and older children.
I don't get it with you all we were all babies once, so do you hate yourselves?
Meh. I'm partial to Barbeque. :radred:
Seriously... To quote another Nyara (though, ironically, not the one I took my name from)- "I have no motherly instinct. I do not want motherly instinct. I do not want to see little ones for more than a short time at long intervals."
I will never have kids. Corrupting my nephew is gonna be a full time job as it is. ;)
(SPOILER)In case you're wondering, I stole that quote from Winds of Fate, by Mercedes Lackey.
They're okay.
Babies are financial sinkholes.
I'm the lead teacher in the infant room at my work, so I think it's safe to say I love babies. My job is on campus at my college so sometimes even when I'm not working I just stop in to hug a baby. I smell like baby powder right now. Christian had a pretty bad rash so I dumped some on him and I still smell like it.
Today I was holding Malachi because he was being a koala 'cause he was crankers for nigh nigh, but London wanted some uppies too so I huggled up both the cute little babies and we rocked happily in the rocking chair until it was time to give the big walking boys their cakers. It was a good day.
If I had known myself as a baby from the aged standpoint that I now hold, I would put my baby self in the blender and walk away.
I don't like babies. I don't want babies. I don't want to hold or see other peoples' babies.
Yes, I was once one, but no longer am. Further more, at the point that I was a baby, I wasn't capable of knowing anything else other than my very small world, so I couldn't even fathom or care to hate myself at that point. I would now, though.
I hate babies.
I leave the production of more humans and the rearing and caring for such specimens for the more caring than that of myself - for the better, I would think.
I will say that I do very much enjoy the act of creating babies, however... But I'm not really creating them seeing as they never really begin, so meh...