TXR2024

I agree with every other post: when and if the time comes for you, you will know…like deep in your bones ‘know’. However, I’d like to offer another perspective to the outward appearance of “having kids”.
As someone who (wrongfully/regularly/and sometimes in an exaggerated manner) complains to friends and in public about my lovely wonderful kids, I do realize that complaining about the hard work of having and raising kids, is very much in fashion right now. That’s not a good thing. But it is a thing. Parents feel the freedom to openly say, “this sucks”. And yet, how few of us turn around and say with the same amount of gusto, “today was a very good day…”?
Having kids (like being pregnant, birthing, the fourth trimester) is so hard. Like multiple all nighters in a
Row hard. It is grueling and demanding and isolating and infuriating. And…fleeting…

Having toddlers is incredible, and awe inspiring, and allows you to see the world in ways you could have never dreamed. It’s like they unlock a secret portal, that only some people get to experience. And… it’s grueling and exhausting.. and fleeting.

Each phase brings you closer to FUN and (I believe) a deep belief that kids are on this planet as reminders of all the good and wonderful things in this world.
The calculus changes as they (and we age). And the beautiful thing is you won’t get it, until you’re in it. But first you must take the jump.

There’s no question, life is fulfilling exiting and without children, in equal measure. But despite the hardship that may accompany having them(physical, financial, emotional), I wouldn’t want to exist in a world in which my kids didn’t.
Good luck!