I desperately wanted a child since I was a child myself, as far back as I can remember.
When adults would ask me what I wanted to been I grew up I'd lie and say "teacher" or "doctor" cos I knew that's the sort of thing they wanted to hear (my birth family are mostly socialist and feminist, as are their friends etc.) but really my dream was to be a housewife and full-time mum.
At 16 I had unprotected sex and a late period, and was secretly disappointed when the pregnancy test was negative.
I was pregnant twice, at 21 and 27 years old, but by then I'd grown up, learnt a bit more about the world and about myself, and had abortions both times.
I helped raise my nephew, since his dad walked out when he was 6 weeks old. He's 27 now, and calls me his 2nd mum.
Then my other sister got addicted to heroin and asked me to kinship foster her 6 year old daughter to stop social services taking her. I had her two years, til my sister was drug free and stable enough to have her back, and then I visited her weekly for years after. My niece is now 18 and calls her "other mother" or sometimes "oth-moth" for short. She phones me 4-5 times a week and texts me every day to tell me she loves me.
For money, as a nanny, I've also cared for another 6 children who are all teenagers/young adults now and they call me auntie!
Now my friend is paying me to have her 5 month old baby for 7 hours per week, as of last week,
and I'm looking forward to watching this little one grow. I hope I can be a support to her when she, like all the others, gets old enough realise the realities of this world... It's agony to watch, but tends not to kick in for at least 13-16 years, and those earlier years are such joy.
I always say - I love children, that is exactly why I chose not to create any.
The children, teens and young adults I know are flipping awesome. This world does not deserve them and they do not deserve this world but like me have to navigate it in all it's shitty glory regardless.