My two pence worth for what its worth. I was a reluctant mum (partner gave me an ultimatum).
First thing I’d say is there is no magical formula. If you look at your friends’ lives and think ‘that looks rubbish’, you aren’t missing anything. You aren’t reading it wrong. You know what stuff you enjoy, and if baby classes, bump and me yoga, mums coffee mornings etc aren’t it, then you don’t magically get a personality change when you get a baby and start loving that stuff.
I have friends who looked at mums walking round the park with their prams with jealousy thinking it all looked wonderful. And when it was them, they loved it. I always thought it looked dull as hell and I’d rather be at a punk gig and guess what… when it was me I found it really boring. Did it of course, love my kids, but I did not have a personality transplant. It’s like whether you like ice cream, or cheese, or spicy food. Some people enjoy the activity of parenting young kids more than others do.
Only you know what you’d enjoy - because I think this is your question? you know you’d love your child but you want to know if your life will be better with a baby.
For me I’d say my life wasn’t better. I adore my kids. But the marriage I’d fought so hard to maintain fell apart because it turned out husband had also expected me to have a personality change and suddenly turn into a 1950s housewife, so that was a challenge. Career has suffered as there are opportunities I’ve had to pass on. Lost some friends.
I’d say for the things that were taken away, different things have been given back. My relationship with my lovely kids. Travelling less with work means I’ve got into gardening (bit of a change from punk, but still nice). 2 maternity leaves and I’ve made friends with so many in my community. So things are very different.
One other thing - one of my kids is profoundly disabled. Turns out you can’t just ‘manifest’ the kids you think you’ll have (easy, good sleepers, perfect grades etc). I would say many of the years my life has been a car crash. You ever hear that poem welcome to holland? It gets served on us special needs parents a lot, and many of us have a dark joke it should be ‘welcome to hell’. I share this because… when you picture your life with a child, you probably imagine the child you imagine which is probably an idealised one. I was reluctant even on the subject of my imaginary kid. If I’d known the kid I did have, it would have been a big hard no.
Before I get slated, the big hard no would have been child-free me as to whether that was a life I wanted. Me now is happy I have my kids and loves them to bits. But it is also true that most people if they had a choice to have their lives or mine, would not choose my life. And it is also true that I could have had a very very good life without children of our own, as any of us can.
I hope some of this is helpful.