Well done for posting some real life. Too many people are having children nowadays expecting to have a mini-me to show off and dress up. Yes, you can have an angel, but you can also have a demon. One you get past the sleep deprivation and crying stage, you've then got to manage the crawling and walking stage, and then the tantrums when they realise Daddies/Mommies pockets don't stretch to buying a toy every 2 seconds. Once you get to age 6, life becomes easier, until they start picking up habits from little scumbags they play with in school. Then, they grow up, your savings go down, and they become a teenager. Eventually, they leave home for uni, and you spend the rest of your days recovering until you die. Remember, a child is not just a result of a bit of fun, it's a whole new bundle of problems to solve and worry about. Oh yeah, the good times will outway the bad times...