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None! I never wanted any even when I was a kid, and the older I get, the more I'm glad I don't have children. I wouldn't even date or marry a guy who had his own kids.
One. Growing up I always thought the single children had the best lifestyle of all.
But we had twins first up. Then we just kinda felt like having more. Although the fifth one was unexpected, but we sure would have missed out if we had not had him.
One. Growing up I always thought the single children had the best lifestyle of all.
I'm an only child, and I hated my childhood. It was so lonely! My family wasn't big on playing with me, not even tossing a football in the backyard or playing board games in the kitchen. Most of the time, I had to find ways to entertain myself, if my friends weren't available. Now, other than a couple of years during middle school, I did have good friends. But it wasn't the same in the slightest! At home, I was still lonely. Until age 10 or so, I begged and pleaded my parents to have another child, so I can live with someone who's an equal, not an authority figure. But they didn't budge. Even now, I don't know if I'm better off or worse off for it.
One blessing in disguise was the huge amounts of homework in middle school. Plus, my parents made me do all the extra credit assignments. (What can I say: they got used to my good grades in early elementary school, and wouldn't accept anything less.) So at least on weeknights, I was too busy to be bored/lonely. Although if I had a younger sibling, they'd probably be too busy caring for him/her to focus so heavily on my grades.
TL;DR version: Being only child was/is an unpleasant experience. Heavy homework load acted as a distraction, though.
None. Even in my early twenties, after I'd been married, I didn't like them or want any at all. Being around other people's infants and small children really irritated me, especially when their grandmothers or mothers would assume I'd like nothing better than to hold, change, or help take care of them...no thanks.
I even had DH investigate getting a vasectomy. Luckily, we didn't follow through. When we'd been married five years, I got pregnant by accident. I wasn't happy at all about it, but an abortion was out of the question. I thought it would be different after I gave birth, but it wasn't. I just didn't feel anything for her. Until she was two months old...and she made eye contact and smiled. I can't describe the feeling...it was like a pain in my chest. That was when I first started to REALLY love her. After that, I just couldn't get enough of her. We went on to have another daughter. And now, oldest is the mother of two wonderful little boys who I spend lots of time babysitting, playing with, teaching, and spoiling. I tell everyone I have two girls, AND two boys.
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