When I got married, I was on autopilot and just figured we’d have kids soon enough. Two stressful married years later and it just dawned on me at 29 that I probably didn’t want kids at all! I love my husband, but he’s also married to his job as a scientist and I feel I’m always competing for his attention. Why would I want to add a third competitor to the mix? In addition, I have always craved adult companionship and adult attention, even when I was a kid. I keep waiting for that moment everybody speaks of when, “I’ll simply change my mind” but I don’t see a logical way of that unfolding. If I wanted something cute, I’d get a kitten. And frankly I wish this wasn’t such an issue to me—now that I’m an adult, I want to enjoy it rather than angst about whether I should delve back into the world of children and childhood.