OK I am probably going to get flamed writing this, but, to present an alternative perspective, I think some of you with young DC on here may not understand how it feels when you are older and when you are at the end of your parenting "journey" (sorry, hate that word) as opposed to the beginning of it. Especially when you have had your children in your late 30s rather than in your 20s.
I am parenting teens ATM and it is honestly the most draining experience of my life. They are very up and down emotionally and as, a parent, you are up and down with them to a certain extent. I find it exhausting.
We love them to death but they are not always the easiest of individuals to live with, and frankly they don't have huge awareness of this. We are not sleeping, as they are coming in late at night or in the early hours of the morning. We are chauffeuring them about in the day time, having their friends to stay. Next month, we will be in the phase of supporting them through university. The accommodation, the visits, the transporting of stuff, sometimes help cleaning up rental accommodation. Then, if my siblings lives are anything to go by, it will be emotional support with finding a job, accommodation between jobs, help with moving flats, maybe help with doing up houses, then help with organising weddings, then help with house moves again, then the grandchildren are born and we are expected to provide childcare or visit frequently.
Now all of this is normal and if you love your DC, a huge privilege. I am at the very end of the baby boomer generation and I think it's fair to say that our generation are not parents who practised "benign neglect" like our parents did in the 70s. We have been fully involved and invested in our DCs' lives and happily so. Bit it does take it out of you.
It's still a fair bit to do when you are still working in your 60s and your knees have begun to creak when you wake up in the morning, you tire physically more quickly, your digestion doesn't work quite as well as it did, and you sleep less etc.
As you see posts and posts on here from mums in their 20s and 30s about how exhausting and relentless life is with infants and young DC, it isn't any different for grandparents who may be 20 to 30 years older. And if you didn't love the infant bit when you were a parent, why should that automatically be different when you are a gp?
Personally, I love young infants and children and the messy play etc and I am looking forward to having GC, but it will possibly be in a decade's time when I am in my late sixties and I will be approaching it with not quite as much vim and vigour as I have expended on my own DC. Because my own DC have knocked the stuffing out of me. It's hard to explain until you have parented teens and young adults, but honestly,v it's a thing. Especially if you are an anxious person. It's the worry mainly. In short, having teens and young adults (and it's not just me who says this but my friends also) takes the energy out of you in a way you don't recover from, especially if you are an older parent. And if you are working until your mid-sixties, it may take a lot of energy to just do that. So although they love their DC and GC, GPS may just long for a bit of peace and quiet and time on your own when they are not working.
Does that sound so terrible?
No doubt lots of sprightly sixty and seventy year olds will now post on here and say how they combine running marathons, full time work and providing childcare for their DC/GC two days a week and I know many people do this. But I guess some people have more energy and are more robust (physically and mentally) than others and take life in their stride a bit more than me and my siblings
. And good for them! Honestly, I really admire them. But where I am right now, being frank, as the parent of a teen, I just want to lock myself in my bedroom and not come out for a very long time 