Since we had our kid later in life, we had no grandparents to help out, or take the kid for the weekend. Therefore we were "IT" when it came to child care. Since we could not afford sitters, and there were all these child kidnapping and shaken baby stories going around, we decided to do all the care ourselves. At first this was a big problem, but after a while we settled down into our routine. Someone was always at home, or shopping with the kid. The kid slept in my room for the first two years, so Mom could get sleep at night. Then as she got bigger, our routines changed again, and again, and again! When she was three, we moved to another state, Mom went back to College, and I got a night job. Through all this, we somehow kept being flexible, even though there were a lot of stepped on toes in the process. Maybe the reason for all this acceptance and continuity is that: we had nothing to loose by being parents. No extended family to fight with, and tell us what to do. No "party 'til you puke" social life, no fickle friends, no boy friend/girl friend angst. Just us and the kid.
Which brings me to the next question. Why have kids anyway? Well, you might say: after all your hard work raising them, if you treat your kids in a loving manner, they may want to have you stay close, and care for you as you grow older. Why would anyone want to grow old alone? Well, that sounds nice, but how about doing it just for doing it? For Love, with nothing expected in return? For the fun of it.
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