It’s just such a hard topic to feel strongly one way or the other about.
Prior to having our first me and DH were very ambivalent about having children, neither of us felt very strongly about it but we did it because it felt like it was the next step in life after marriage. We didn’t sit down and talk about it and decided together whenever it was something we actually wanted to do, we just went ahead with it because it felt like it was a rite of passage: marriage and then children.
When the first son was born we said we would just stick with the one and we both meant it, we didn’t have any strong urge for a second.
However, 18 months down the line I got very broody and after about a year of trying to get DH on board we then started trying for a second.
I love my two boys more than I can say, they make me laugh, I love the relationship they have, I feel such a wonderful bond with them and every day I feel so, so thankful that I have them and that we have a lovely family. My DH is an amazing father, he’s very hands on, far more so than most fathers I know and our sons are happy and they know they are loved.
But that doesn’t mean everything is perfect. I don’t regret my children, I love having them in my life, but I still feel sad about how my life has had to change to accommodate them. I feel like I exist for them now, they are at the forefront of every decision I make and their needs always have to come first. Having children pretty much dictates how you live your life from day to day because you don’t have the freedom to do what you want anymore.
Mine and DH’s relationship has also really changed due to having children but we have made a real effort to address that issue and a few months ago we went abroad for 3 days, just the two of us, and it was lovely to reconnect. We have decided to go on an abroad city break every 6 months so that amongst all the drudgery of parenthood we can have some time just to be us again.
We often sit down of an evening, tired and stressed after the hectic routine of dinner, homework, bath, stories and bedtimes and we talk about how we think our life would be if we had stayed childfree and we enjoy basking in that fantasy!!
Overall life is good, I’m lucky to have my sons and a wonderful husband but sometimes I feel like I’m losing myself and exist only for the children. Some days it is so, so, hard when I feel like I’m going to explode because I can’t cope with their arguing, bickering, screeching and refusal to do anything that I ask of them and sometimes they have driven me to tears (behind closed doors) because it all just feels too much.
And then they will do something so unbelievably sweet and loving that all my angst/regret just dissolved and I go back to thinking how much I love them. I find that when I’m on the brink of going crazy, it always helps to go and look at them when they’re sleeping because that’s when they’re at their sweetest!!