Anonymous wrote:I had my children at 19, 21 + 23.
Had regrets when they were younger since I did not get to go to college and financially things were always a struggle.
The trajectory of my entire life changed and I mourned my missed opportunities for higher education, travel as well as social adventures.
Giving up my entire freedom was a bitter pill to swallow - but I knew that I got myself into the position that I was in.
Fast forward, I am now working as a Nanny and have worked for many families.
Sure they live in nicer homes than I did & they have money to buy their kids better toys as well as the option to travel more.
But some of the parents have remarked to me that they envy me because they say working while running after kids in their 30’s is tiring.
They say they envy me that I got to have my forties (+ beyond) carefree and responsibility free.
I personally am relieved that at fifty three, I am not chasing kids or raising teenagers but I will always feel bad that I couldn’t provide better for my own kids.
There are trade offs on both sides I suppose.
Woah a nuanced thoughtful post on the internet. A pink elephant. I'll take a screen cap
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