Lesson 1: It's okay if I'm not ready

For awhile last year I became obsessed with the idea of having children.  I even mapped out a plan (because I'm obsessive like that).  I would become pregnant in January of 2012, have my baby in late September/early October, be off for the rest of the year, and then have my mother care for the child for a few years while I continued to work.
I developed that plan in November of 2010.  About halfway through 2011, I started to realize that I was going to miss the freedom that NOT being a parent entails.  I can buy what a want (kinda, I still buy too much), go where I want, and do what I want all of the time.  I can go visit friends and relatives at the drop of a hat.  Brian and I can drive to Atlantic City on a Friday and come back on a Sunday with no consequences.  All of that would go away with a baby.  I'm sure I would probably love the little sucker more than Atlantic City, going to R rated movies, and taking naps.  But I still don't know if I'm ready to give those things up for the next 10 years (at least!!).
At first I thought something was wrong with me, but then I finally came to realize, it's OKAY!  I don't HAVE to have kids!  Even though alot of my friends are getting pregnant, that's just not in my cards right now.  I love spending time with my nephews, but I don't want one.
My sister literally just called me to say she and her boys went to Target and her oldest went to the bathroom immediately to poop.  WTH??!!  I would HATE to have to take kids to the bathroom all of the time!  I hate public bathrooms and poop and poop smell.  It's the worst!  In fact, I kinda have a phobia of bathroom and bathroom smells and that stuff associated with it.  BLECH!
So for now, I'll just stick to my happy life.  No kids, no poop, plenty of gambling.