A child-size change of heart

For years, I insisted I didn't want children. But life is full of surprises.

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TWELVE YEARS AGO, I penned an essay for a Salon.com series called "To Breed or Not to Breed," about the decision to have children or not. It began this way: "When I tell people that I'm 27, happily married, and that I don't think I ever want children, they respond one of two ways. Most of the time they smile patronizingly and say, 'You'll change your mind.' Sometimes they do me the favor of taking me seriously, in which case they warn, 'You'll regret it.'" The series inspired an anthology titled Maybe Baby. It was divided into three parts: "No Thanks, Not for Me," "On the Fence," and "Taking the Leap." My essay was the first in the "No" section.

So I felt a little sheepish when, a year and a half ago, the writer Meghan Daum asked me if I'd be interested in contributing to the book that would become Shallow, Selfish and Self-Absorbed: Sixteen Writers on the Decision Not to Have Kids. I wrote back to tell her that I couldn't: My son had just turned 1.

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