I am 33. I will be 34 in July. I decided at a very early age, around my grade school years. My mom had a book about where babies come from, she bought the book for me and my sister to read. My sister read the book, then I started looking at the book until I got to one particular part. I said to my mom, "That looks like it hurt." She replied with, "It does." Needless to say that my mind was made up at that very instant. I did not look back, not even once. Although I did receive various bingo-s during my upbriging and even up until I had my two operations. The first being a tubal, the second being an ablation. Both were elective, according to my health insurance plan, but were neccessary for me. I am perfectly content being 'Aunty Kelly.' Although my partner wants children, I told him that I was not going to have them. He does know of my operations and what's good about this is that he expresses his thoughts and feelings about my choices, but realizes that I have the final say over what will and will not happen to my body. I don't tell him what to do with his body, he doesn't tell me what to do with mine. So far, he has no objections. But we will see as time goes on as I have made no secrets about it from the time we first met.
