Why should I want children?

For me, this story is my SOS. My parents are wealthy people. My father has a good business. And the grandfather left his mother a legacy of shares and contributions from which she could live comfortably without a dad. I am the only child in the family. Pregnancy and childbirth were poorly given to mothers, although they were organized in the best clinics. She had kidney problems since childhood, and doctors strongly recommended limiting herself to one baby. And she really wanted a lot of kids. Although she did not really deal with me. I had a grandmother, a nanny, a young teacher (whom I practically brought to tears), a driver Uncle Borya and an additional foreign language teacher (who tried to speak English or French all day with me).

            I grew up a very active child. I liked Borya the driver most of all. I still communicate with him to this day, although after a stroke he no longer works and does not drive a car. And during my childhood he was a very cool, athletic and groovy man. He could easily drive the ball with me if we were both free. Only he played locks with me and shared his knowledge in boxing. Mother was categorically against contact sports. And I just didn’t go to music for the third time. No, Borya, of course, took me kicking in an armful and dragged me into the audience, but I sat on the floor and shouted until I was allowed to leave. This is where the classes ended. In general, I was a very wayward child, if I really thought up something - screaming until I get my way. My father was practically not at home, and his mother could not stand it.

When I was thirteen, they decided to take the class to Germany for an excursion to the Polytechnic Institute. It was presented as an introduction to studying in Europe to motivate adolescents. The first time I went without all these moms, carers and nannies. And I realized what a cool trip! We walked all over the city on foot, played football in the evenings on a beautiful field with classmates in the evenings, secretly raving about the room. Even the phones somehow faded into the background.

This journey inspired me so much that I became a fan of outdoor activities. I was not interested in five-star hotels. I enjoyed hiking in the Himalayas and practicing yoga in India. He agreed to risky trips to volcanoes and searched the entire island of Bali.

Of course, I am not a monk and I liked some of the girls with whom life brought me together. Moreover, my mother periodically forced me to accompany her to social events, where she strove to introduce me to the daughters of her friends and acquaintances. But, these beauties were too glamorous to share my interests. In short, the relationship did not work out. And my mother began not just to hint, but to take out my brain on the subject "you are already 27, I want grandchildren." I'm tired of this order, and I moved out to live separately. Fortunately for the 18th birthday I was presented with a nice apartment in a good area.

Most recently, I accepted the offer of a new acquaintance and came to a demonstration in kayaking. There I noticed Maya. She seemed so fragile and small, but at the same time on the track she looked just brilliant. I could not help meeting her. As it turned out, she has long been in sports. She is 36, and she already has a fifteen-year-old son who shares her passion. By the way, I also saw him on the highway. She has been divorced from her husband for a long time, works in the IT field and devotes free time to various hikes and bike tours with her son.

Why should I want children?

 I fell in love. Maya is not just a beautiful lady, she looks much younger than her age. In addition, she has all her charms, natural; a taut figure; and almost always a happy, radiant smile. I was sure that my parents would like it. After all, the main thing is that I liked her. But, it didn’t work out quite the way I planned. Father generally pretended that I did not introduce him to Maya and her son. And mother greeted and went to chat on the phone. I think the girl was hurt by this, but she didn’t give a look, and the boy didn’t understand anything. I had a short tour of my family nest, and we left for me. I suggested that Maya and Sanya move to my apartment. After all, they are still huddled with my beloved parents.

Idyll was interrupted by the call of my mother, who asked me to urgently come. I had to bring my beloved with my son to get ready, and myself to rush to my parents. Imagine my surprise when I realized that an unpleasant and ultimatual conversation awaited me. Relatives said that they really want-can-not children, almost this very minute. They started telling me that I myself should want this, and some young lady with an adult dunce-son is not the one who rushes to give birth to grandchildren every year.

I still don’t understand why I should like children? The world is so beautiful and not yet explored. Why kill your youth with diapers and diapers? Why make yourself a prisoner of the poor health of your wife and baby? I am squeamish and wiping the priests even disgusting me. And what are these drooling worth! Already goosebumps.

Why should I want children

In addition, they want - please. Maya’s son is an excellent small (or rather, not quite small). You can agree with him. Moreover, he behaves like an adult man, no need to bother with all kinds of pants. On the contrary, it is very interesting to talk with him, to listen to his opinion, to discuss views on life. Well, he certainly will not burst into our bedroom, for the sake of his colds and dinners, he will not have to change his plans. Well this happiness is an assistant right away, not a burden. But, my father categorically stated that this was not his grandson, and if I did not come to my senses, they would deprive me of financial assistance. This, in his opinion, will immediately force Maya to change her attitude towards me, and I will be beaten up by nonsense about strange and stupid travels. I did not expect such meanness from my parents! Firstly, the mother also did not earn her capital herself. I already said that she got everything from her grandfather. And father doesn’t have any joy in life for me. With us, he traveled a little, and now actually does not go anywhere with his mother. So, with business partners thumps periodically. And mother only with girlfriends on the beaches loves to wallow and exhibit pictures of her VIP vacation. This is boring and stupid! With Maya, it will be clearly better for me to rest, and generally exist in this world. But, if I lose money, I don’t know how I will live. Most importantly, I can’t imagine how suddenly I can “change my mind” to take my beloved with Sanya to me? What am I to do now? if I lose money, I don’t know how I will live. Most importantly, I can’t imagine how suddenly I can “change my mind” to take my beloved with Sanya to me? What am I to do now? if I lose money, I don’t know how I will live. Most importantly, I can’t imagine how suddenly I can “change my mind” to take my beloved with Sanya to me? What am I to do now?