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When You’re a Black Woman Who Doesn’t Want to Have Children

A child-free life is just as rich and meaningful as anyone else’s

Black woman tickling a young Black boy, he is giggling and covering his face.
Photo: Sean De Burca/Getty Images

I love babies. Always have. I love their chubby little cheeks, the way their little hands grasp around my fingers, and the bug-eyed, unblinking way they look at you when you make any sort of unexpected sound.




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