Actually Asten

Nothing about having kids appeals to me — and that’s okay.

Nothing about having kids appeals to me. And that’s not sad, or empty, or a missing piece — it’s simply the truth of who I am and the life I want.

I don’t want the sleepless nights, the school runs, the constant responsibility. I don’t want to give up the freedom to write when inspiration hits, to plan concerts and trips with Myron, or to just exist in my cosy little world without interruptions. I don’t want to be called “Mum,” because that role has never felt like mine.

What I do want is a life full of love, colour, and meaning in different ways. I want to build a home with Myron, and walk down the aisle knowing we’ve chosen this path together. I want to keep writing Amber and Jonas, keep filling my nostalgia blog with sparkly throwbacks, keep going to JLS gigs and losing myself in music. I want to celebrate birthdays, anniversaries, lazy weekends, and golden moments that are ours.

And I want to be the auntie who shows up for the school plays and sports days, Capri-Sun in hand, cheering from the sidelines — the one who brings fun and love without needing the parental title.

My life is already full. It’s already meaningful. I don’t need children to validate that. My happiness is here, in the love I’ve chosen, the work I do, the memories I collect, and the future I’m building. And that is more than enough.

If this resonates with you, you’re not alone. Your version of a full life counts. 💖