Reason No. 2168 I didn't have kids: I'm not so good with sick people.
And I had NO IDEA how often children were sick until I started reading y'alls blogs. My goodness people! The vast quantities of poop! The snot rockets! The sudden and unexpected fountains of vomitus!
It's like the little darlings are walking germ factories, ever spewing greater and greater quantities of their vile products. Gross domestic product, indeed.
I'm sure Mr Stapler will be only too happy to attest to my inability to deal with germs and/or the sick. (He LOVES to talk about how wonderful I am!)
If you're coughing and sneezing, my first comment is not likely to be "Oh, you poor dear." It would usually be "What are you DOING here?" unless "here" is your own home, in which case it would be "I gotta go."
So my non-existent children are happy to not have me as a mother, especially during cold and flu season. Because if they got sick, I might put them out in the garden shed until they stopped being so darned icky.