DH earns (good) 6 figures. We live in a 3 bed terrace, haven’t been abroad for three years, our baby DD won’t have her own bedroom, we have one cheap leased car. Our house has a tiny paved yard, with no garden. We won’t get free nursery hours because of DH’s earnings so need to find £1600 a month for nursery (and that’s fine, a line needs to be drawn somewhere). We have a big mortgage because we don’t live far from London, but we have to live here because it’s commutable for our London based jobs. Our pension pots are small because of sick leave, unemployment, nursery bills for DC1 and DH starting a new career at 30. We’re certainly not able to pump loads in to our pensions for the tax relief.
We don’t come from wealthy families and are state educated, so have no capital or private wealth. I earn an average salary. Because we didn’t come from well off families we saved up our own (modest) house deposit, so missed the era of low interest rates and have high housing costs. We are unlikely to be able to afford a third child.
DH earns well but it’s long hours, stressful, takes him away from home and he spends huge amounts on travel.
We’re fortunate in that we can afford good food, the heating bill and to pay for days out and extra curricular activities for the DC. But we’re not rolling in it. The only people we know who seem genuinely flush are our small handful of friends with millionaire parents who bought them a house to avoid IHT and couples where they both earn seriously big money. None of this is to say “woe is us”- we know we’re better off than 95% of the population- but it doesn’t go far nowadays.