About this Blog

After banging my head in frustration over the obsession everyone around me had with procreation, I went online to find a community of people who were more like me. I have met some fascinating people along the way, but I have also found that many in the childfree community are quite hostile toward Christianity and a Christian world view. I understand that, unfortunately, many of my Christian sisters and brothers have given them a lot of ammunition (undoubtedly, I have been guilty of this at times too). Not wanting to be perceived as "trolling" for expressing my Christian perspective on other people's forums and blogs, I use my own blog to share my musings on childfree life while at the same time expressing my faith.

My intention is to show support to childfree people, both Christian and non-Christian, but from my own Christian perspective. Questions and constructive comments are welcome; negativity and intolerance are not.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

The Gifts My Parents Gave Me

I don’t want to sound too ungrateful. Despite their shortcomings (we all have them, don’t we?!), my parents did their best to raise me. They loved me, treated me decently, provided for my needs, nurtured my strengths, and gave me the freedom I needed to become the independent person I am. I look at my life and think, I was pretty lucky to have such an upbringing, especially when I see what many other people have had to endure.

At the same time, I sometimes wonder why my parents felt so compelled to pass on their faulty DNA. I look at the psychological problems they passed on to me, and I wonder why anyone would want to force that on another person. I listen to my mom’s laundry list of health problems - some of which I have had the pleasure of experiencing myself - and I wonder how many more of these problems I have to look forward to as I age.

There was a particular sting over the week of Christmas when I had to make an emergency trip to the dentist. When I described the ordeal to my mother, she shared that she had the exact same problem with the exact same teeth and that it must run in our family. I couldn’t help but think, “Gee, thanks, mom. You couldn’t have adopted a little Chinese girl abandoned at the side of the road; you just had to replicate and pass this trait on to me.”

I realize that I’m still in decent health overall, which is more than many people can say. I should be grateful, and I am. Yet I cannot help but think that my own lack of reproduction is the greatest act of compassion toward my potential offspring. Some “gifts” are better off not being given.


  1. This is actually one of many reasons we don't want to have children - depression and schizophrenia run in our families. We also suspect a risk of having an autistic child. People scoff at us when we mention these reasons and say, "Oh, you'd love that baby just as much as if it were healthy!" Now, even if that WERE true (and frankly, that's not a guarantee)... how could I do that to someone?

    Appreciate the thoughts. Keep up the good work

  2. I've just come across your blog and after reading this post and your initial post, the only thing I can think is, "how did this chick get into my head?!"
    Thanks for posting. I may be tackling the same subject via blog soon myself. Really appreciate your honesty!

  3. Thanks, everyone. So few people seem to understand my feelings on this.
    @Laura, I look forward to reading your view of this in your blog.

  4. I am happy that we can be honest before God, lay out our thoughts and motives before Him, also about why not wanting to have children. And He is the only one who will fully understand us, as well as giving us that peace of security over us.

    No matter if whole of the world will go against us, God is there besides us, holding our hand and reaffirming it for us, that everything will go fine, and that He is also in control with this all. :-)