Before this thread turned into a catty back and forth, it was really thought provoking.
I was a very reluctant mother, i let my husband convince me that having a child was what we needed to do in life. I could have quite easily have gone on with my life without procreating quite happily.
Pregnancy was exceptionally hard for me, both mentally and physically. Labour was genuine trauma, it took me months and months to recover. I had post natal depression, anxiety and insomnia on top of trying to keep this little thing alive and thriving.
I love my son more than anything, and I am so thankful that he is in my life, but I wouldn’t do it again (thankfully husband only wanted the one).
I am envious of those without children, for so many of the reasons stated above. I cannot stand other people’s children and I have to really force myself to arrange play dates etc for my son. I crave time alone and I’m fed up with being touched all the time, I am so sick of being needed by every single person in my life, it’s very wearing.
However in a strange way, I think I’ve needed to have a child to truly appreciate how precious time to myself is, and making choices to suit only myself. I look back on before I had DS, and I wasted so so much time just doing nothing. I feel like if I had that time back now I would be so much more productive, and I would cherish it so much more.