For you all that do have kids ... why did you decide to have them? What was your motivation behind that?
I'm just wondering about the mindset people have when making these decisions.
I always knew I wanted kids. I wanted to be a mom, be domestic, have a garden and animals, ever since I can remember... maybe since age 7?
I adore babies and little kids, and teenagers were a blast, they are so lively and funny and make you think. I learned so much as a parent, and I grew as a person. I learned just how much I could multi task. I learned to get by on 4 hours of broken sleep a night, on a good night. I learned patience. I sacrificed. In fact, I learned to LOVE more from my kids than I did from boyfriends or my husband. Having kids was wonderful. Holidays were so fun seen through the children's eyes.
I birthed at home, I breastfed long term, I homeschooled my kids, I cooked whole foods from scratch. We went camping, hiking, swimming. I got my house and my garden, and my kids were always adopting cats. We had gerbils for a while, a dog too, and lots of fish, and snakes, and rats to feed the snakes and as pets.
I even joined La Leche League for help with breastfeeding and enjoyed the community of natural parenting families so much, I became a LLL Leader, and worked with moms and babies learning to breastfeed. So I had contact with other people's babies all month long too.
And now I do childcare for a living.
But I had very little sex with my husband for like 10 years... We had 3 kids in 5 years, no family nearby, and little money for luxuries and babysitters. It was rough on our lovelife. I was just too tired and too much in mom mode to miss sex much, but my husband suffered greatly.
When the kids were preteens and teens my (ex) husband and I finally had time, money, energy to date each other, and have great sex, and soon we also opened our marriage, on a high from our second honeymoon. We were stupid unicorn hunters. He found a gf, she wasn't interested in me. I realized I had no time or inclination to look for a woman or man of my own. I didn't start practicing poly until my kids were more grown, late teens, early 20s. (And my husband and I divorced.)