Anonymous wrote:So, since this is an anonymous forum, I can be honest. I didn't really want kids. I wasn't entirely set against it, but I wasn't for it either. We had trouble conceiving, and were getting close to giving up. Then we had twins.
I love them. I really do. But it's hard. And the last few years have been miserable. And the usual thing I hear is that it doesn't really get better so much as it gets different.
My spouse did want kids. But they don't really have the energy or time for them either. It doesn't help that one is special needs, but we're almost certainly bad parents on top of that.
If I could go back in time, I wouldn't have had kids. You can never say that to anyone, though. I actually did say it to some friends when the kids were born. They treated it more as a cry for help, and now sort of laugh about it as a sign of how far things have come. But I just hide it better now. I meant it when I said it, and I still think it.
I say it to people. I think the world needs to be much more honest than parenting. I love my kids but I would have been happier otherwise. I did not want them; my spouse pressured me relentlessly until I gave in. It happened once in a blue moon sex twice. We are now divorced.
My kids know they were not planned. I do say it with a positive spin though... that they magically happened before I could even decide and I love them more than anyone in the world.
But when they grow up I will tell them to never ever let anyone pressure them into having children...not ever...and do not take the chance of one time without protection...that is how it happened...twice...and years apart (no action in between).