I have a list of reasons why OB + baby will never happen. I'm 22, so bear with me.

I will never have biological children. As soon as it's legal, I'm getting that vasalgel stuff, and when I'm a little older, a vasectomy. The genes I carry that produce my specific heart condition have a greater than 50% chance of being passed on to any offspring. I am thankful that I was born in a time and place that has sufficiently advanced medicine, and sufficient access to that medicine, else I would be dead. But I would not wish what I have gone through upon anyone.

I'm absolutely terrified to think of what a child raised by me would turn out like. I'm incredibly cynical, pessimistic, impatient, and carry a pretty stiff mocking for a lot of religious traditions and social institutions.

I don't think I'd be able to handle it when my child started asking questions I don't have answers for.

I got into a discussion a few months ago where I had to posit how I WOULD raise a child, children, if I had to, and the description I came out with sounded a lot like OftenBen's School for Gifted Youngsters. I wouldn't be raising kids, I would be cultivating the next Jiddu Krishnamurti, the next Churchill, the next Marie Curie.