I didn't have time for my children much. I wasn't a very good parent; I had a pretty unhappy home life.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I didn't want children until my late thirties because my career was taking off, and I was having such a good time in New Order. But when you have children, you have to make decisions; I always wanted to stay at home with my kids.
I barely have time for my own children. To adopt more children and not have time for them, that would be poor parenting on my part.
I regret not having had more time with my kids when they were growing up.
As I recall, my life as a child was so all-consuming that I barely had time to consider the future.
I was fortunate enough to have my kids early, so being a mom always ended up being a better gig than these other parts that came along. So I always justified not really working a lot because I had a family.
I took a long time off to have my baby and spend time with my family.
For a decade, I was a stay-at-home mom. I sent my husband to his law office, sat on PTA boards and baked cookies - great cookies. All of a sudden, I had no husband, no job, few prospects, and two small children who had grown accustomed to eating.
I had an amazing childhood, lots of love. But my dad worked his tail off, getting up at 4 in the morning and going off at 5, 6 o'clock, yet he always had time to spend with his kids and his wife.
I probably spend more time with my kids than the average stay-at-home mother.
I feel lucky that I had my children late. Not that I would advise it in any shape or form. But I know friends who had children when they were young, struggled with feeling trapped. I can honestly say I've never once resented the fact that I couldn't go out because of my kids.