When I'm puking from pain of cramps, I tell my mom "Oh, god, let me get my ovaries removed. That's where this fuckload comes from, right?" (cursing helps me get through things).
My mom says "No, honey. One day you'll want kids."
I'm still waiting for that day so I can slap myself. If the slap doesn't work, I'll just adopt.
Yeah, tell her that you want to give kids that already exist a home :S
If for some reason I turn out to have mommy instincts that kick in, I'm fucking adopting.
Or at the least, 'cause of I'll probably end up with another woman... if we both want kids, she can carry the iron-sucker, not me. "I'll be over here being supportive, honey >.>"
It's kind of hilarious in that class -- there's a quiet presumption that all of the girls in the class will someday: want to have their own natural children; marry a man; have kids with said man.