my parents will tell you that they where both desperate to have children
(this was pre ivf-it just wasn’t a thing back then but if it had been,they would have gone for it)
they got married (they really shouldn’t have done-they are a toxic mix) and tried and tried for a baby for 7 years,losing 3 babies to stillbirth in that time
then along came me
then my brother
then surprise twins (dad was booked in for the snip and they had just one last shag…)
my mother wanted us to be her double (shes a narc) and I think my father just wanted whatever my mother wanted-he convinced himself that he wanted kids but he would have had a happy life without us if she’d said ‘no,I don’t want them’
I spent my childhood being told they wanted kids so badly,but both abused us in their own ways-I was often told ‘we really wanted kids,it’s a shame we got you…’
i often saw him looking at us in amazement-as in ‘how the hell did it come to this?’ ‘how am I a father to 4?’ And ‘what the hells happened to my life?’
he definitely saw us as our mothers hobby-her job-his was to provide for us-working 60+ hours a week just to stay away from his life at home
if anything had happened to him,she would have got on with it but if she’d died,he would have dumped us into care-he wouldn’t have been able to cope
they should never have got married let alone had kids