Dear Prudence,
I’m a 43-year-old woman with no biological kids of my own. I wanted them but faced many obstacles (poverty, health problems, a reluctant partner, a troubled stepson) that kept me from having any. In retrospect, I could have probably made it happen, but I didn’t, and that’s just how things are. This makes me sad, but I’ve made my peace with it—for the most part. Some of my friends and people in my family seem to assume that I never wanted kids. So I get comments like “You love sleeping in on the weekends? It’s a good thing you never wanted kids!” that are innocuous enough but still knock the breath out of me.
Recently, my sister was venting about our parents and said, “It’s telling that neither of us ever wanted kids of our own!” Well, I did, and it hurts me that people might think that my lack of biological children is a commentary on my (mostly happy) childhood. I didn’t say anything at the time, but I’m wondering what I could have said that wouldn’t have derailed the conversation or invited a reexamination of what could have been. Do I need to tell people they’ve got me all wrong? Or are these sorts of comments just one more thing I should make my peace with?
—Childless by Circumstance