Never even thought of pregnancy. Wouldn't want to be even if I could. I don't do well with kids, whatsoever. I'm the first to admit it.
I've been asked in the past by mutual friends of my brother, who has three kids, if I would ever have them myself. My answer was a resounding no. No way, no how. And I would make a lousy parent, I'm pretty sure of that.
"Why's it doing that? Can't you, y'know, just put a cork in it or something?"
That's about the limit of my maternal instinct.