To have or not to have

Recently, I've been thinking about kids. I mean, having kids. Don't worry, don't be alarmed because I'm not thinking of having kids NOW, but in the future. In the far, far, far future. Sometimes I wonder if it's selfish to have kids, or is it selfish to NOT have kids (?).

When I was home recently my mom had mentioned that her kids are her "legacy". When she leaves this world, if God willing, we'll still be around. I'm not sure if that's a good enough reason for me to have kids though. At times, the world seems too cruel and harsh to throw anything with feelings into, well, it just seems... cruel.

And I think of my life now... I love my apartment and where I live and how I don't have to mow my yard (because let's face it when you have kids you have to be in a house). If I feel like going with my boyfriend to a martini bar at the last minute - I can and don't have to worry about a babysitter. If I feel the urge to drink espresso all day at Bauhaus - I can. If I don't want to clean my kitchen for a month and not do laundry until there's that last pair of clean socks - I can, without hesitation or worry and most of all, no guilt. Does this, in essence, make ME selfish?

Well, I figure there's at least 5 years before I have to worry. So, until then...