And as for freedom... please.
Is this a question?
And as for freedom... please.
Seven kids, 5 of my own, 2 of the adopted, 4 grandkids, 2 more grandkids on the way. I love kids until they are about 16 then you can have them.
Actually, I love my kids. They literally saved my life. I was well on my way to prison, for a number of reasons, mostly because I was out for myself. When I found something I loved more than me, and needed taken care of, everything changed. Left my friends?, if you could call them that, detoxed, and devoted the same passion into parenting that I did in other pursuits earlier. Those of you that have met me now, are laughing hilariously at this last statement. I am 180 degrees different than I was.
For those who do not want them, I am glad that you don't have them. Not being judgemental, they just need to be wanted where ever they are. I have some great friends that don't have any, and are perfectly happy. Seeing things all new again through a toddlers eyes, like a snowfall, catching a fish for the first time, a new puppy, etc, makes me appreciate creation around me all over again.
You, my friend, and I walked the same road. My kids, though none of them were planned, did in fact save my life.
Kids are the greatest!
Grandkids are better...you can fill them full of sugar, teach 'em questionable actions (like how to play poker), let 'em stay up all night...then send 'em home.
I love kids. Wish I was young enough to have several more.
I have two older kids and missed having a little one so we had one more.
There is 10 years difference between the two youngest.