When I was a young person, no way. I wanted a career. When I found out that corporate America turns everyone into big jerks, I didn't want a career anymore. Then I got married and my hormones went baby crazy. I wanted 5, a whole big clan of weirdos, with me as their benevolent leader. I ended up with 3. This was all before autism was a thing, or at least before doctors started recognizing high functioning females. I didn't realize I was Aspie until my 1st daughter was diagnosed when she was 10. I'm kind of benevolent, some of the time, but their leader? No, more like their jailer. They're all freaks like me. Intelligent, creative, kooky, annoying, amazing freaks. They're great, and if they can get through childhood without being murdered by their teachers or falling down a hole, then they will make this world a better place. Because the world is chock full of boring people who live in a bubble of what other people have told them the world is, and autistics see the world for what it really is and what it could be.