Life isn’t what I planned.
This isn’t what I planned.
I always planned to have lots of babies.
I only ever wanted to be a mother.
These are comments I read from women who are struggling with infertility, or even those who are now coming to terms and moving on with their “no kidding” lifestyles.
And I look at friends who are parents. Life isn’t the non-stop joy, supportive husband, and happy and healthy kids that they had planned either. It may not be popular to acknowledge this, but there are plenty of parents who wish they weren’t parents, who find it hard. Maybe they hadn’t actually planned to be parents. Or they had planned it, but being a parent hasn’t turned out the way they thought. But I guess they make the most of it and look at the bright side - as I do now, making the most of my life without kids.
It's all any of us can do - live our lives as well as we can, with what we've got.
And I’m reminded that “Life is what happens while we’re making plans.”
(Currently I’m making no plans whatsoever ... in Greece!)