I'm 33 and have one DS. I think having kids or not having them is a personal decision no one should question. I remember once someone said to me, "If anyone ever asks you and your DH when you're going to start a family, tell them, 'We already have. DH and I are a family.' " I thought that was a lovely thought!
For me personally, it was never a question of whether I wanted kids. My mother died when I was 2 years old, and, growing up, I always felt a real yearning for that Mother-Child relationship. I figured my only way of getting to experience that for myself was to be the mother, KWIM? Having said that, if I hadn't met my DH I doubt that I would have ever had kids. I come from a place where most people are married by 23 or so, and once I hit the ripe old age of 25 (I'm not kidding), people started telling old maid jokes. So, I started dating someone I didn't have any real feelings for, and, even after I confided in people that I was miserable, many of them still thought we should just get married. Can you believe that?!? Fortunately, I had the good sense to stop listening to the people who apparently wanted to run my life. Just when I'd decided I would be just fine alone, thank you very much, along came my future DH, and my life changed forever (for the better).
DS will probably be our only child. After a series of miscarriages and thousands of dollars spent on fertility testing and treatments, whether or not we have another kid is now entirely in the hands of God. The hard part for me has been letting go of the dream for another one. But DS is surely gift enough for me, even though there are days when I have to work hard to maintain my patience. At the same time, I realize that there is certainly more to life than motherhood, and I've never understood why a woman's worth should be determined by her status as either a wife or a mother. Personally, I'm glad I didn't rush into either marriage or motherhood and had my twenties to be an adult without being responsible for the welfare of another life. It's good to find out who you really are first, before another little person comes into the picture.
As I mentioned above I'd support just about any public campaign that encouraged parents to teach their kids to be QUIET in public. I remember clearly my mom teaching us that there is a time and place for loud voices and high energy, and it wasn't the library, the nice restaurant, the grocery store or the movie theatre. These days every where you go there are children being unbearably loud and the parents just sit there and let them disrupt everyone else.
To parents who have the patience and are getting the job done, and done well, kudos.
Sparrow
Sparrow, I agree with you about teaching your kids to be quiet and well behaved in public. I just wanted to add one thing. No kid is perfect all the time. My DS is 3, and we definitely went through a tantrum phase. It wasn't all the time, and most of the time he was (and is) really good. But they don't call em the terrible twos and trying threes for nothing. I endured plenty of timeouts in public places and trips back to the car during this time. I finally learned all the quiet places with chairs in my favorite stores, and that's where we went for timeouts (the patio furniture section in Target is great for this because it's in the corner and there usually aren't many people). Sometimes, when you see a small child acting up in a public place, it's not because the parents aren't trying. It's just that there's not always a quick fix, and some things take a lot of effort and consistency before you start to get results. Thankfully, DS seems to have come out the other side of that phase and is now pretty easy to take anywhere. What I hate is when the kid is acting up and the parent just does nothing at all. That's not progress. What I tell my DS in trying moments (after he's been disciplined, of course) is that nobody's perfect but, "I'll try harder if you will."