I read this article at slate.com the other day, and found it very interesting. If you don't want to read it, I'll give you the cliff's notes version: becoming a parent makes you less happy, but people seem to like it anyway and quite often decide to become a parent more than once, leading the author to compare parents to junkies.
If that's actually the case, I'm an awful junkie. I dislike parenthood about 99.99% of the time. I don't crave more of the highs. I'm not even sure there ARE highs. I would never, never, NEVER voluntarily subject myself to this ever again. I would go back three years and not do it, if I could.
I suppose this means I can go out and start using illicit drugs without worrying too much about turning into an addict, right? Either that, or it means that I'm an awful person who is somehow dead inside. Or maybe that I need better/different/more crazy drugs. Take your pick.