You missed the point here. It really doesn't appear to be about children or grandchildren. It is millennial angst. |
| No sports that give finisher's medals. Learning to lose is a life skill. Try harder next time. |
Huh? What thread are you on? |
You’re scared shitless about what exactly? Sounds like they work and live on their own, no? You don’t think they’ll ever create career paths and just go job to job? Or you’re disappointed they can’t force someone to marry them? |
+1. I don't get it either...they're not on drugs, they make their own money...they sound like every parent's dream! By the way, existential angst is part of the human condition. |
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I have three grown children, ages 24 - 35. The two older ones (sons) are married with wonderful wives and children. I think all three of my grown children are more mature than I am! And I give credit to their wives for some of that. (For instance, I was never a tidy or organized person and the kids' rooms were pretty messy when they were growing up (and for at least one of them throughout college), but now they live in very orderly homes and they play a very active role in maintaining that order.) I never taught them how to cook, but all three of them are very involved in healthy cooking and eating. I occasionally lost my temper, but I never ever see them losing their tempers; they are remarkably calm. The older two didn't have a lot of friends in middle and high school (though they were on friendly terms with lots of people at school), and we rarely entertained friends, but now they socialize regularly with lots of close friends, near and far. I'm blown away with what great parents they are. In short, I'm sort of amazed at how well they've turned out in spite of some deficiencies in my parenting.
There is only one thing that pains me, and it is that the two older ones are not close at all, and it seems to go back to resentment that the second one has about being bossed around by his older brother in their youth. And I wonder if I should have intervened more, though I did try to call the oldest one out on it whenever I was aware of it. But I think the second one just developed a grudge that he can't get over, and it colors the way he perceives his big brother in adulthood... or else there is still a degree of cluelessness on the part of the older one on how his remarks might come across to his brother (sometimes a bit pushy / intrusive). Maybe they are just two very different people and wouldn't have been close no matter what I did, but I do feel some responsibility for it. The youngest makes it a priority to maintain a close relationship with both brothers. All three seem very happy in their chosen careers, too, and enjoy a variety of outside interests. They seem to have a healthy work-life balance. When I think back on parenting choices... I definitely encouraged independence. We never baby-proofed the house. We had one baby gate for the third one due to a tricky floor plan, but I monitored all three and taught them how to navigate stairs safely (on their bellies at first) when they were early toddlers. We never had safety latches or outlet covers. My oldest was using a real hammer and nails at 18 months and preferred to take apart his toys rather than to play with them. He was great with puzzles, Legos, science explorations, designing things, self-taught computer programmer, etc. (He became a mechanical engineer, no surprise.) The second one taught himself to read at three and was quite a bookworm from then on (and is now an educator). I just supported their natural interests. Oh, here's a story to wrap this up. Do you know that children's book, "Love You Forever"? We enjoyed that book through the years. But never in my wildest dreams did I imagine this would happen: A few years out of college, my oldest was in a lovely relationship with a young woman who really helped him to open up more emotionally. And one time during a visit, my son told me he and his girlfriend had been talking about that book, "Love You Forever," and in particular how near the end of the book, the grown son takes his mother into his lap and rocks her back and forth. And he said he wanted to rock me! And so I sat in his lap and he rocked me back and forth, back and forth! You just never know what little seeds are going to grow in what ways... |
Maybe this generation is like this poster in another thread: 28 years old, married one year. I’m a state worker and have a cubicle. DH and I are planning to have a baby soon. Is this all there is? Working in a cubicle for the next 30+ years to pay the mortgage, raising children, contributing to a retirement fund and trying to avoid my annoying in laws? Adulthood really isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Well, maybe it is the cubicle, but maybe what I thought was wonderful is what they think is hell. I loved every minute of having a family and the job was part of the whole thing...supporting my family. Why do people think there is something more or better? |
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Personal theory is that they saw what we traded off from making them the center of our lives. Now having been used to the center, not so sure they find the idea of vacating that so attractive!
Not just financially but more so in terms of having time to pursue their own interests. It's said that 30 is the new 20, so may be interest in raising a family will now be a 40's thing? We were older parents ourselves due to circumstances. That's all mine knows. I actually like the idea of exploration throughout your 20's and into your 30's. That's the best time when they're young and healthy. |
| I had kids in my late 20s. So glad I did that...friends in their 60s still have kids in high school and college, and they can't retire. When their kids have families they will be older than they had planned . |
We had careers, friends, etc. They weren't our whole world to the exclusion of everything ,but we really thought have a family was just great. I would do it all again. |
It seemed pretty clear to me that the poster regrets that their lives seem to lack meaning and purpose. |
But they're working and earning money. They are educated. They aren't in some back alley shooting up or relying on their parents to support them. Some of the posters here need to be grateful! |
You probably don't get this thread at all. |
| To the poster with three boys: my husband was one of three boys with the exact same dynamic: two older ones do not get along well, youngest is the peacemaker. |
Yes, this thread is about a bunch of angsty Baby Boomers lamenting about the kids they have. But that is the tragedy of being a parent. You can do every single thing possible to mould your child but your children are still their own individuals. Accept that, otherwise, perhaps you should have stayed childless. |