My husband and I are adiment about not having children...at least for right now. We're mid 20s with a whole lot of beer with our names on it and we don't want a baby slowing down our liver killing. It's not that we hate kids, we're just realists. They're a lot of work and commitment and we're pretty damn lazy.
As of late I have been having some medical problems and finally got a call from the doc today stating that I have a bacteria...antibiotics, stat! So I told hubby that the doctor had called and after he asked what was wrong, I couldn't help but blurt out that I was pregnant. I might have well told him I had cancer. The look on his face, the panic in his voice...priceless. After calming his frazzled nerves with the truth, we started idlely chatting about babies:
Me: We do keep talking about kids, maybe that means we'll want to have them one day.
Hubby: Sugar, my friends and I talk about the HIV at work, that doesn't mean I want it.