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Bespeckled
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Some people my age (19- and 20-year-olds) consciously and actively think about having children someday, wanting them and looking forward to have them.
Marriage is fine by me; marriage is great.
But I really don't think I want to have kids. I've been thinking of a couple of names that I'd like to give to my daughters (Lucia and/or Lucinda), and I like seeing like infant-sized clothes at Macy's. But I regard these "potential" children more as dolls to name, dress up, and stroll around in public than children that I love. Can a 20-year-old already love the child she will have when she's 35? I think my roommate does.
When it comes to children, I'd only want mine to be female. And beautiful.
The rest can stay on a hilltop in Sparta, and I'll give the cute clothes and toys to Lucia. Or Lucinda.
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Sorry about the double-post; forgot the cardinal rule of never starting a blathe until I've cleared the word space.
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