Michelangelo Signorile expresses how I feel about this issue — not having kids is A-OK. I’m happy to be an aunt and owner of fur babies.
I do not want kids. I never wanted kids. Even as a kid.
Don’t get me wrong: I’m really happy for my gay and lesbian friends who’ve always wanted kids and who now have them. I like children; often find them fascinating, cute, and cuddly; and have nieces and nephews I adore. I just wouldn’t want to spend a lot of my time raising them, and though each of us could master things we might think we couldn’t, I don’t think I’m particularly well-suited to it. Why do something just because you might be able to do it?
Parenting little humans was never something I desired either. What I did know, even as a young person, was that good parenting is HARD. And there’s a lot of evidence that too many people are procreating and they’re ill-equipped to parent well. Mike was responding to a NYT piece that framed the plight of gay men feeling pressured to have kids. Rachel Swarns:
Many gay men had resigned themselves to the idea that they would never be accepted by society as loving parents and assumed they would never have children. They grieved that loss and moved on, even as other gay men and lesbians fully embraced childless lives. So the questions can unearth bittersweet feelings and cause deep divisions within a couple over whether to have children at all, now that parenting among same-sex couples is becoming more common.
I guess the assumption is that lesbians, as women, are hot to shoot out babies by default because of the biological clock ticking away. Bzzzzzzt. One of the most satisfying days in my life was having a hysterectomy (2010). I finally rid myself of a womb that become dysfunctional and disabling enough each month to just want it gone. Not a single regret; even the nurses on the ward I was on (irony – I recovered in the maternity ward), congratulated me on my new “freedom” as if I had just given birth!
Logically speaking, I probably made the right decision – given all of my health woes – and all of the time and effort required to keep myself functional enough to hold a job at this point — I cannot fathom being able to muster up the energy to raise a helpless infant or deal with the rigorous demands of a toddler — or have the capacity to guide a teen through their difficult years.
Deciding to live child-free — there shouldn’t be anything seen as wrong with that personal decision. It doesn’t make me any less valuable as a human being (or taxpayer — hey, we’re subsidizing all of you out there producing offspring) than someone who chooses to procreate, gay, straight, whatever. But it’s the message our culture sends every, fricking, single day.
Mike didn’t even touch upon the third-rail of the child-free/child-rearing divide — the fact that society and the economy tilts toward family-orientation in a way that often discriminates against those without kids — single people are often leaned upon to pick up the slack when co-workers go on maternity/paternity leave; are asked to arrange their work schedules around day care schedules of others, but rarely feel the latitude to take personal time in the same way without judgment.
I’m not talking about whether businesses adequately handle family leave — violations occur so often it’s why FMLA exists — and covers elder care and the like, which helps balance those scales (on the books anyway) for those with aging parents/relatives. I’m also not questioning whether mothers, fathers and children are getting the support they need from society – that can be debated all day long and has nothing to do with child-free folks. What is often overlooked, however, is that the life of child-free shouldn’t be seen as selfish, or their time away from the office as expendable, but it is a cultural message — your ”free time” can be usurped because it is less valuable than time needed to care for a child.
It’s not a zero-sum game — acknowledgment and respect for the child-free doesn’t have to come at the expense of anyone – it’s simply a matter of reserving judgment about why the choice is made and just give that decision equal value in society. One can have perfectly happy lives without procreating, that’s all.
Yet it is still a third rail.




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And yet, the other forgotten category is that made up of those of us who fall in the middle, somewhere that these two categories of desire for children overlap. Or rather, where they meet and bristle.
I met my partner when he was coming out, later in life. He had been married and had children, and his emerging self-awareness (or dwindling conviction to suppress it) was leading him into a life he couldn’t fully reconcile with his role as a dad. We have an age difference, and a pretty substantial one, so I was the partyboy to his wide-eyed late bloomer. I never wanted kids, but then again I’d never thought about what I’d do if confronted with a man who I both wanted on my own terms and who came along with terms of his own–three of them, ages six to fourteen. It’s a strange position to be in, and one that doesn’t get much attention–there are step-parents among us.
This difference has boiled down to a series of complications that see us trading places from time to time. Sometimes I feel that I’ve become the grown-up caretaker, almost defensive about keeping the kids in mind, while he’s jonesing to discharge his paternity and bounds from his previous life to feel free and uninhibited like the single, child-free person he imagines he could have been without losing his sense of love for his kids.
There aren’t many resources available to those of us in this situation, either. Custody arrangements complicate things in unimaginable ways. Like you say, there’s no judgment of people in different circumstances, just, again, yes, it’s one of many third rails.
I always wanted to have children but as a gay man felt it was never a possibility until the last 10-12 years from a social acceptance standpoint. I felt it was selfish to force my wants onto a child who would have to bear the brunt of trying to fit in.
By the time I met someone I would want to raise a child with (my husband, the person I will spend the rest of my life with) I was already 40 years old.
Fast forward 6-7 years where we were at a point from a financial and housing point of view that it was feasible and by then age became an issue. Now at 54 years old, I think we made the right decision. Luckily we have great nieces and great nieces to dote upon. And of course our 4 dogs.
Depending on how my health is treating me I can barely take care of a pair of gerbils. There are already plenty of people having children who can barely take care of themselves without me adding to that number thank you very much.
I suspect many same-sex couples who ought not become parents are having kids to conform to the new order, thereby joining diff-sex couples who ought not become parents in raising neurotic kids.
Some people just aren’t cracked up to be parents. With luck, gay or straight, they recognize that at an early age and spare unwanted children from an unhappy childhood.
The only shame is that too many couples, gay or straight, kack the self awareness to realize they aren’t parent material, or don’t have the nerve to stand up to family and society’s expectations that everybody wants to hear the patter of little feet. Let’s face it, fellow readers, how many of you were born to people who should never have had children?
You opened my eyes with this comment, thank you.
As someone like Pam and like Signorile, I find the mounting opportunities for parenting baffling. It never crossed my mind to want kids. The only gay men I knew with kids were deeply closeted and conflicted suburban dads who seemed miserable but lived happy-looking lives.
We have a bunch of “Childrens International” street solicitor young people in Portland every spring; I’ve begun to tell them that I am ‘objectively anti-children’ which seems to leave them speechless. Oddly, none of our acquaintances have asked when my partner and I plan to parent. Somehow, people who know us guess we’re just not suited.
And I’m okay with that. Loud, messy, smelly attention whores who suck money worse than a boat. Not to rant about kids, but whew, I dodged some bullets back during a phase of my life when birth control mattered, and am I glad? Very.
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Straight chick chiming in, I can’t stand kids. I would go through with it if my husband really wants them, but it wouldn’t be my first choice. He doesn’t, so I’m not. Is there really as much pressure on a same sex couple or do people just assume that it’s not a possibility and move on to other topics?
Mena, I’ve never met a s-s couple that said they were pressured by their larger families to have kids like straight couples are. It’s more the opposite. “Why would you subject you kid to the discrimination they’ll get because they have gay parents?”, etc.
Thanks, Laurel, I hadn’t thought of that although I have heard it said about interracial couples. I was wondering if there might still be that urge to be grandparents that still kick in, but figured that with the public at large it would be a reason that they would find valid since they probably don’t understand that a lot of LGBT people are parents of children that they fathered or bore themselves through a variety of methods or life situations.
Must be a slow news day.
This article, and the comments – BIG snooze.