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A grinding halt, slamming of the brakes, head-on collision with a wall — That was my life, when I expelled you. Screaming, bleeding, cursing the heavens, Wishing I’d never survived this ordeal. So much lost as you sprung forth — child of torment, spawn of remorse, Rotten fruit dripping from my loins, my only legacy…Click here for reuse options!
I travel constantly, so I’m always coming into contact with strangers. (Some stranger than others!) The majority of folks I meet are wonderful — friendly, generous, doing their best to be considerate and productive members of society. However, it’s the 1% who have their heads inserted rectally that make me wonder about our species. Why…Click here for reuse options!
Back in the day, you were expected by society to reproduce — and if you didn’t, you were pitied for being “barren.” I personally get down on my knees every night to thank modern science, Margaret Sanger, and Planned Parenthood for giving me a choice about whether or not I welcome a small parasite into…Click here for reuse options!
It is widely assumed that, if you don’t want to have children, you must hate kids and the people who gave birth to them. Not true — some of my best friends are parents! Seriously, while a very small percentage of no-kidders could live quite happily on a planet where all reproduction was banned, I…Click here for reuse options!
If you want to ruin a voluntarily childless person’s mood, ask him or her, “So when are you going to have a baby?” Talk about a powder keg! My child-free friends are not the type to sink into the floorboards, artfully dodge, or tell a white lie when this happens — and most of the…Click here for reuse options!
I got together the other night with a group of friends who had all chosen the child-free lifestyle. We started talking about the benefits of NOT having kids, and (after a few glasses of wine) I decided to turn our conversation into this “no-kidding alphabet.” You can sing along if you like (it’s written in…Click here for reuse options!
Just because I haven’t chosen to have kids myself does not mean that I am unacquainted with the birthing process. When I did my Social Work internship in college, I was actually a birth partner for a homeless teenage girl. It was a fascinating experience — one which taught me a great deal about the…Click here for reuse options!
After my last blog, I had a parent-pal ask me what “breeder bingo” was all about. It’s a fun little game we no-kidders play with those who think that (with enough bullying) they can convert us to their way of thinking and convince us to have kids. For those of you who have never had…Click here for reuse options!