Liz MaybeDateline: One girl's decision whether to have kids or go childfree!
I’m married to a man with a fabulous head of hair and a brood of young nieces and nephews I’ll be alienating as soon as they learn to read and find this blog. We live in Southern California, which is why we can’t afford to have kids. I grew up in Indiana though, where technically, by 30, I should maybe be a grandmother. I’m endlessly toiling away on a novel, and dream of one day finishing it so it can be rejected by the very finest agents in the literary world. I wish I could say I don’t have two cats (Childfree cliché), but I do. Jacques is a blonde fluffball whose chief interests lie in biting my ankles and eating rogue houseflies. Olivia is a sassy torti who is really only interested in mad-dogging. Fortunately, she’s very good at it. I have two brothers who are much more successful than I am. Please tell everyone you know about this blog so I can lure more paying advertisers and achieve my lifelong goal of grossing a higher annual income than one of them, just once. My parents are pretty great and I’m glad they didn’t listen to me about going Childfree. (Wait, what?) They’re also cool with me being childfree, mainly because achieving grandparental status would finally force my mother to admit she’s exited her thirties (and forties, and almost fifties – sorry, Mom). I have an awesome group of friends who are all of child-bearing age, though most are kind enough to join me in being too irresponsible, broke, or cool to have kids yet. You guys are the best!!