For what it's worth, there ARE people who love their spouses, and are overjoyed with their multiple children. Folks who know that life is so short, so precious, and that the days of diapering and nose-wiping will pass all too quickly. Folks who will risk heartbreak, should a child encounter tragedy, but who also risk unparalleled joy and thrills when children reach milestones in life - walking, talking, driving, graduating, marrying, bearing children.
Pundits, bitter feminists, metro males, whoever, can go ahead and head into old age alone, skip the work, yes; but they also skip the depths of joy that children bring. But, a child doesn't bear the responsibility of bringing you anything - love and duty are the burdens of parenthood, not childhood. But, wow, I can think of no greater priviledge than to be a mom - of whether one or 10.
Sorry about the double post - meant to say, “familial” not familiar...
Sorry about the double post - meant to say, “familial” not familiar...