Answer me this question... Why is it that when people find out that a woman has no desire to have children, people look at you like you have just asked if you can piss on their first born???

This has become a subject that I find increasingly annoying and in a world now where women have so much more opportunities that involve more that staying at home and playing the little wifey, how can people expect that being bored out of our brains is the choice we would want to choose?

I've never had any desire to have children, even as I little girl I never used to play with dolls or play 'husband and wives', I preferred drawing and creating things, babies not being one of them by the way. As much as people say it is a natural thing, the thought of having something growing inside me, sucking all my nutrients away from me and taking control of MY body for nearly a year makes me feel almost angry. You can't drink, you can't smoke, you have to stay away from certain foods and midwifes look at you strange if you don't want to breast-feed (because why wouldn't you want your breast to get any more saggy for the sake of the baby?). Why would I want my nipples to face south? Why do I want a wobbly stomach covered in stretch marks? Why do I want a 'lady garden' like a wizards sleeve??

That's just the pregnancy I'm talking about. When little junior comes along, you might as well hand your life over there and then because yours will never be yours again. You can't go out when you want, summer afternoon trips to the pub give way to hours in the playground hoping that your child doesn't have an accident resulting in another few hours in casualty. The money you earn after a full week at work now has to be spent on clothes for them, the latest 'gear' that they just can't do without, school trips that they just have to go on. To be quite frank I find it all a joke.

I asked my friend last week (who has been asking me when I'm going to jump on the wagon with her) why I should want them? As a childless woman, all I hear from my friends who have children is moan, moan, bloody moan. They cried during their pregnancy as their bodies became unrecognisable, they screamed during labour when their nether-regions stretched to an inhuman size and now they bitch about people like me who can do exactly want they want, exactly when they want to.

And then because I have made my choice (which is a choice where I DON'T moan at anyone), people look at me as if I'm weird. It just gets me so angry. It was actually a conversation with my boss who has five of her own that started this off. She was trying to convince how wonderful it is, well it isn't!!!

My money is mine, my body is young and fresh still, and my life is still that – my bloody life. And you know what guys?? I LOVE it!!

So if there are any other people out there like me, do what I do and stick your fingers up to those judgmental people, they're only jealous that they can't go back in time!!