I'm sure that I am not the only one that occasionally falls into fantasizes about what it would be like to inhabit someone else's life - usually one about my age but without kids. Mostly I think about the difference in money and freedom to be far more selfish. If we didn't have children right now we would be making pretty good money and have plenty of money to spend on traveling the world, a house, scrapbooking (you get a sense of what's important to me!)
The weird thing is that not having my first child until I was 29 seemed like I was waiting, but now at Lorelei's preschool functions, I feel like we are the youngest parents in the crowd. I wonder what the 40 somethings with really young kids are dreaming about? Did they have a great period of selfishness (and let me emphasize that this is not a negative thing but when you only have to consider yourself in decisions that is by definition the luxury of thinking only about oneself) and now they are on to a new chapter without regrets? Do they look at younger parents and think about the differences between what our lives will be like at 50?
There is definitely no one right way to plan out and live one's life, but it is fascinating to think about all the various paths people take from cradle to grave.
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I have to say, I was just having EXACTLY this internal conversation last night as we "enjoyed" a dinner out, Aiden in the clip-on highchair between Itay and I, alternating between wiping mashed potatoes on my shoulder and throwing his fork at Itay... The couple across the way from us looked so in love, gazing into each other's eyes in the candlelight (we of course had the waitress remove the candle from our table). I know that time will come around again, but yes... I did pine for a moment for our life before children:)
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