Thank you for the nice message, I realise my second post was somewhat contradictory- and cut off half way through! I sort if wanted to lead up to the present day and paint a picture.
I think I know I would be a great mum; I am creative, fun, caring, and insightful, and when we go to visit my niece and nephew, it's me they run straight to with outstretched arms squealing, not their blood uncle! I am fair with them, can diffuse conflict, challenge their learning, encourage imaginative and creative play and have took it upon myself to the their champion of literacy and as such buy them endless books :) I've wiped their bums, bathed them and had the privilege of being 'chosen' to do bed-time and tuck them in. I love being an Auntie. And I have always wanted to be a mum.
However, what got me thinking about whether or not I want this to happen wasn't actually anything to do with exercize, not really. That was definately my concern when I posted my message, and so clearly came across, but I have more general concerns I wish to air.
I feel like, in the past 6 months or so, parenthood has gotten a bad press. In particular, I seem to have read lots of new stories lately suggesting that being a mother isnt all its cracked up to be, many regret it, etc etc. The comments on these stories tend to rein-force that view point, and I am wondering how much I have romanticized motherhood from childhood days of playing 'mum' with dolls, my fantasies etc, and how different this is from the reality.
Of course, I am not stupid, and dont have rose tinted specs when it comes to this issue- I know from my niece and nephew how utterly relentless and shattering it is. I come away from a day with them completely worn out! And thats just a day! And we are both so grateful for a nice lay in the next day! So whilst I love them, I am not jealous of my SIL and although some visits make me more broody, mostly I am just so grateful for my life at the moment. It does also make me wonder though about having them older, as I imagine you get a whole lot more tired?! Also, I have witnessed what having children has done to their relationship.. by no means am I saying it is worse it is probably stronger, however little things that we (my OH and I) take for granted are brought into sharp focus when we spend time with his family. For example, my SIL and BIL get excited when they get to go to Asda just the two of them as MIL is looking after the kids..say it feels like a 'date'(!). And when I was on buggy duty when their first born was smaller, they walked hand in hand sighing saying that it was lovely to have the chance of holding hands together, as they rarely got to do that anymore. I remember being slightly shocked and a bit sad for them. But I suppose this is reality?
So back to the point about the media portrayl of motherhood. Not even that actually, its mothers themselves saying that either its bloody hard work, or to the worst extreme they wish they hadnt had kids. This admission got me on the search for forums/discussions etc online regarding the topic, as I sought out views from people who either had children and regretted it, or conversely did not have children and regretted it. I sought to understand which decision would be hardest to live with, should I make the 'wrong' choice.
I was taken aback by the strength and volume of opinions on the subject- but particularly the number of women who expressed regret at having children. I do admire their honesty (though never to their children) and think women should be more honest with each other on the topic. I do think that some women are not completely honest with themselves and harbouring secret regrets, although of course I appreciate that others (in fact, most I imagine) truely view motherhood as the best thing to have happened to them, they wouldn't change it for the world, the love for their little one is like nothing else etc etc and all the other cliches that are re-gurgitated. I sought a little more honesty than that. Or perhaps, a little more of a balanced viewpoint! Highs and lows. I know it is extremely taboo to ever say that you regret your children (or even think it) and I think if any child, or adult for that matter, thought that their parents felt this way... well, the damage doesnt bear thinking about. However, conversations between women need to be more honest about the possibility of this regret. And also the impact upon your relationship. I read one survey whereby it was found that the majority (if not all, I dont remember the figures) of married couples dip in happiness/life satisfaction levels after their first born arrives, with happiness levels only recovering once they leave home! I know there are massive highs associated with children, but there are also an awful lot of shitty bits (no pun intended there), and it was suggested that overall people's well-being actually suffers from having children, on average, etc etc with caveats.
As I get older, I also become more cynical pragmatic and I think that you should only bring children into the world if they are going to contribute something to the world/society. I dont believe in breeding for the sake of breeding, we live in an over populated world whereby more human beings isn't necessary, it's actually pretty detrimental on environmental levels. So having many (I'm talking 16 and up kind of numbers) children in my controversial mind is actually quite irresponsible, regardless of whether you are living off the state or not. I admit I love that program, and imagine it would be a completely unique way of life having a massive family, but it is a little on the indulgent side. Controversial. When having a conversation with my SIL about having/not having children I let her know that my OH's best friend and partner do not want any children (neither have for years) and she said 'I cant understand that, isn't it natural to want to pass your genes on etc'. I think this line of reasoning for having a child is utterly ridiculous!!! I understand somewhat the logic (I am a Psychologist) but really, the world will not die out of humans just because you decided to re-frain from producing!
Which brings me to another point.. It seems in my research that actually, the decision to not have children is becoming more and more popular. I am not referring to infertility here, which is absolutely horrific for anyone to go through and I feel for them- but the conscious decision. I wonder whether its becoming a more 'intelligent' decision to not have children.. I don't know.
All this leads me to believe that if/when I have children, I will raise them to be good and decent people who have a lot of love in their hearts, and are ambitious and bright. I do think that this world is in a crisis compared to when I was a child- and raising a child in this day and age is so different from then that it makes me a little uneasy- and what we need is more people who good upbringings who want to better it in some way. Else what is the point? This sounds completely awful- I had one shocking thought a couple of months ago whereby I mused 'Ok, so i could have a baby and raise him/her and provide for them, give them a good childhood, but then what's the point? Its fine to raise that child, but there should be a good 'outcome' at the end- they should have a 'point' to them'. I cannot believe I actually thought this. I must have been in a straaange mood that day!!!!
There was once a time when I didnt think I was physically capable of having children, I thought the anorexia had rendered me infertile as my periods disappeared for 3.5 years, even when I was recovered, eating well and a healthy weight. I became involved with a man 8 years my senior, who categorically did NOT want children, and resigned myself to the fact that I couldnt have them. In fact, I actually told myself I didnt want them, to help me cope with the situation. I felt saddened when, after a lovely post meal with the man in question, we wandered round a park on a summers day and there were children playing which made me coo and smile. His response was one of dry cynicism, such was his personality and sense of humour. Several weeks later the unimaginable happened and I got my period back. I still remember it to this day; I phoned my Dad when I was still on the loo in sobs of tears to tell him!! I got my period! It meant I didnt HAVE to be childless- now I had a choice! I ended the relationship with the man shortly after.
I could go on and on, but need to start revising for an exam next week, I am very much behind! This has been quite cathartic, although I do intend to respond to individual posts and suggestions! Jeez, now I realise how I have always been thousands of words over the limit in my essays this year... ramble ramble!!! ;)