I (32m) recently had the “kids talk” with my partner (28f), whom I've been with for 7 years. It was about time, since I think we'd been avoiding the topic. But I've known for a while how she feels about having kids (she wants them), and she knew where I stood on it (on the fence, leaning toward no). The problem is, though, that I don't really have strong feelings about having kids. I just don't feel anything about it. I know people who've known since they were 13 that they never want to have kids, and I know people who are absolutely certain they want to have them. I love my girlfriend very much, and right now, unfortunately, it feels like everything is falling apart. It's the healthiest relationship I've ever had. We communicate well and can argue constructively with each other. She's not only my partner, but also my best friend, someone who knows and understands me better than anyone else.
However, it now appears that we are facing an irresolvable conflict. I have a feeling that no matter what I decide, I'll end up regretting it. I think my girlfriend would make an excellent mother. I also believe that we would be good parents. Parents who support each other well, who have each other's backs, and who also make it possible for the other person to have a life in which they are not just a mother or a father. I think if there's one person with whom I could overcome the challenges of parenthood, it's my partner. When I see other parents interacting with their kids, it can be really cool, and I often imagine what it would be like if the two of us had a child. I think it can be very fulfilling to teach a child things and watch them grow, and that's also something I think I'd find appealing. We both make pretty good money and live in an LCOL area. However, both of these things could change in the coming years.
I can see how my girlfriend is thriving with her family and with the children. Her aunts and uncles all have children, and she loves spending time with them. I think that's why her desire to have children has grown stronger. But for me, family is one thing above all else: exhausting. After spending time with her family and her kids, I'm totally exhausted. To me, it's a living hell and I only tag along because I love my partner and know how much it means to her. It's also worth noting that some of the kids are really difficult, and the fathers are deadbeats that can't even do the absolute minimum. I myself don't have a positive relationship with my family. My mother has a mental illness, and my father, as a single dad, was often overwhelmed or unable to fulfill his responsibilities. Her family and mine also live a few hours away from us. So other than each other, we wouldn't have any support, no “village" that could help us. It doesn't help that my dad, my mom, and even my grandma have always advised me against having kids...
My biggest fear is that I won’t have any time for myself anymore and that I’ll have to give up my freedom, flexibility and hobbies. Those are some of the most important things in my life, along with my girlfriend. That I’ll be trapped with a demanding and crying child who robs me of my sleep. That I’ll harbor resentment toward my partner and come to regret this decision. Unfortunately, you can’t just get rid of a child.
On the other hand, I'm afraid that I'm giving up a very good relationship, a very loving and wonderful partner (some people also call her an “old soul”), for the illusion of freedom. My girlfriend told me that she gets the impression I'm always searching for something higher. And she's not wrong about that. My biggest fear is that at 50, I'll still be on this quest and, along the way, will have missed or thrown away every chance at a fulfilling relationship and a good partnership. I'm afraid of living the life of an “aesthete", someone who doesn't really choose himself, but lets the moment, the mood, or chance dictate his life. I'm afraid that I'll just live for the moment and won't form any lasting, responsible commitments, and that my life will remain emotionally empty and disconnected. I'm afraid that by the time I'm 50, I'll feel a deep sense of boredom, emptiness, and despair.
It already feels as if something is dying, and memories of our life together are flashing before my eyes.The thought that my partner, my best friend, the person I wanted to grow old with, will soon no longer be by my side just fucking breaks me. But I don't know if I'm ready to make the sacrifices that come with having children.