So I'm not a parent and I've never really wanted to be one. As I grew older, I became less and less enamored by the idea. The idea of the entire process from conception to birth and then the child at the end just doesn't appeal to me. I've also told my husband I'd make a crappy parent because I'm hella impatient, something of a loner (I like my alone time), and I don't know. I was going to school to be a teacher, even got myself certified and everything but after having all that time (to become a teacher, part of the process involves going to schools and daycares and sitting in) with kids, I realized I really... don't care for most children.
I love my nephews and nieces but if I didn't get a break from them (I'll have them over a weekend occasionally), I think I'd go nuts.
Right now, I have two of them living with us (long personal story) and it's just reinforced the idea that being a parent isn't for me. Because of how they were raised, these two are the most disrespectful little brats I've ever dealt with and I absolutely loathe parenting them. They throw garbage directly on the ground, like my house is a dumpster. I have to constantly tell them to pick up their garbage and throw it away. I even tried to make it easier by placing lots of little bins around for them and they STILL do it. They have to be hounded to pick up their toys, turn down their computers/phones (because even though I have something on, they have to turn their stupid children's youtube crap way up, we must want to hear it too!).
I respect parents out there. I don't know how you people have the patience.