The NYTimes Happy Days: The Pursuit of What Matters in Troubled Times blog always makes interesting reading; the most recent post, by Tim Kreider, contains this funny gem of a paragraph (among others):
Most of my married friends now have children, the rewards of which appear to be exclusively intangible and, like the mysteries of some gnostic sect, incommunicable to outsiders. In fact it seems from the outside as if these people have joined a dubious cult: they claim to be much happier and more fulfilled than ever before, even though they live in conditions of appalling filth and degradation, deprived of the most basic freedoms and dignity, and owe unquestioning obedience to a capricious and demented master.
Heh. It’s not so mysterious to me; however I don’t feel the need for my own and never have.