Why Have Kids?

Look through my discussions, you will see that a lot of them are about funny things that my kids have done, and how they make me laugh.

I rarely complain about my own kids, it's other people's kids I don't like! Both of mine were unplanned but I wouldn't be without them. I understand that not everyone likes or wants children of their own. When I hear/read of people complaining, my first reaction is 'well, they're your kids, you made them that way!' Don't want bratty kids? Don't raise them to be brats!

Hi. Poison_Girl. I guess they are just not thinking when they really complain. You are right, it is best that they deal with their kids. I love my kids and I like kids. I know that I do the best that I can with my children, even if it stresses me out. I knew what I was getting into when I decided to take that big step. And now as a mother, I am handling what is mines.

I complain about my boyfriend sometimes, but that doesn't mean that I don't love him. The same principle applies to children. While there really are some people who don't want to be around their children (and, therefore, shouldn't have had children in the first place) or who are so patently unfit that they should not be influencing impressionable young minds, there are also people who very much love their children but just get tired or frustrated sometimes. I want children. I know that when I see other people's fairly well-behaved children that I would like a few of those (preferably, adopted). I know that when I walk past the kids' clothing sections in stores... and often end up slowing down a bit or even stopping. I know that when I see an interesting kids' book and find myself wishing that I had a child to whom I could read it. I know that when I read some blurb on homeschooling and find myself thinking of all of the fun things that I could help my children learn. However, I can certainly understand that not everyone wants to have children. Those who don't want children shouldn't have them. Every child deserves parents who truly want children and who have the desire to raise them through the good times and the bad. When one gives birth to or adopts a child, one is committing to doctor visits, cleaning up vomit, being awoken at odd hours due to bad dreams, unstopping the toilet that the toddler just tried to flush his toy blocks down... However, you are also getting the first word, the sense of pride when you see your daughter dancing across the stage, the joy of seeing your child beaming with pride when he or she figures out something that (s)he has been wrestling with... Personally, I want to sign on for that.