Yesterday, my baby boy had his injections (14 months old). When I came home from work, he ran over to me and kissed me. He then sat on my knee snuggling into me for a full half hour.
This is one of the best feelings ever.
I can only go out on the bike at times convenient to my whole family.
We, my wife and I, book holidays similar to that what I had and she had as a child, as we both feel we had very good childhoods and wish the same for our kids.
My house is constantly in a state of noise, commotion and is generally cluttered with toys.
I could go on. Kids are brilliant. I wouldn’t change mine at all. It does however, massively impinge on my life. I can’t say which is better as I have only lived this life.