My dogs are the closest I have come to motherhood. The clock just never ticked for me. Will I regret the decision not to have kids if I am still alive at 80 and alone and have no one to visit me? Maybe. But this reason was not enough to procreate.
I have three nieces, about to have a fourth (my poor brother!) and my best friend has two kids, and I love them all as if they were my own.
I actually just returned from a week watching my best friend’s kids – a small taste of motherhood. But I had it easy – these kids are great – loving, well behaved, respectful, fun, helpful – there was a little nudging required, but they knew their respective routines and chores. For the younger one, there was homework to check and reading before bed, bathtime, we baked together a few times and watched a couple movies. And my routine was not unlike the one at home (minus the ongoing home renovation project): cooking dinner, housework and yardwork, I hit the gym everyday (except for the day I went for a two hour bike ride along the tow path), I went to the local Trader Joe’s, the Grocery Store and a Pennsylvania Dutch Amish Market… had a phone interview. It was a great week, nothing crazy, but I am very happy to be home sweet home with all my babies.