When you love someone so much that you want nothing more in the world than to make an us with him or her, you don’t have to ask. It is just absolutely the right thing to do, and you want it more than anything else. I think we are programmed to feel that way.
In my much younger years, I thought I wanted kids. Then in my twenties I realized that to me the idea of having kids was really all about vanity: that what I actually wanted was a little me that I could raise as I saw fit and own and control. It dawned on me then that this was the wrong reason (having noticed that I wasn’t fulfilling any such ambition for my own parents) and that I was far too self-absorbed to give up that much of my life for someone else. I swore off the idea and said I was never going to have kids and never even get married.
In due course, I met the right man, and everything changed (as I always suspected it might). I loved becoming a mother and adore my kids. But many’s the time along the way, when things were rough, that I thought, “This would be really, really hard to get through for someone who didn’t totally want it.” And that’s why I support choice.