Boy, do I ever have something to say here.
Countless times, random strangers have pulled this one (especially before I accepted myself and wore clothes that matched my gender identity), telling me what a great wife or mother or something I'll be. My own grandfather saw me leaning on a column when we were on vacation (after being stung by a man o' war, mind you!) and said, "Someday, that'll be the man of your dreams". I was too exhausted to really reply, but felt angry as hell over it.
Now, that's not even the exact matter in question, so here's something that is:
My mother has decided that my boyfriend has "put this in my head" and forbidden me from seeing him, yet she dangles this in front of me by saying I'm throwing my life away- when questioned on what she means, she says I'll never have a relationship and be truly happy. Then she goes on about what if he wants kids and tells me I must have a red-haired child because she wants grandkids.
News flash: I don't need to settle down and have kids to be happy.
She doesn't take no for an answer, and my perfectly logical reasoning (no desire for children, no time in the future I am mapping out for a family, population being large enough already, not wanting to force some kids to be raised by a nanny with absent parents, plus my own genetic issues) is replied to with "How could you possibly know what you want yet?".
Well, you know what, Mom? You and all the other strangers out there need to get it straight that what I want is not always what you want. If I ever want a child, I will most certainly adopt one, but don't expect any biological kids from me, people.
It's not even a trans* issue, it's just something I was always repulsed by. Besides, I'd make a terrible parent! My mentality is pretty much congruent with my immature outward appearance- these kids' other parent would just have another child to raise single-handedly XP