My comment back, "That's why I don't have kids." HARSH? Maybe, but it is honest. Probably TOO honest.
My fiancee (I love saying that!) has a four year-old son. He has fought a long, difficult, and costly battle to be a part of his son's life; and has been rewarded with the lovely gift of court-ordered time with his boy. While I am truly happy for them both, last night I struggled with missing our weekends of "adult time". After a very long week at school, all I wanted was to go out and be with ONLY my love, then wake up on Saturday to the luxury of slow, delicious love-making. Hearing, "Daddy, it's daytime," at 6 am kind of puts the brakes on my little, yet delightful fantasy.
How do married couples with children do it? How do they keep that fiery romance, that spontaneity alive? I cannot accept that it just...ENDS.