I don’t really understand this. It makes it sound like if you have children, they will be forever five years old, bringing you dandelion bouquets. I mean, go ahead, have kids... but they’re going to grow up, and if you don’t have a job, you’ll soon be alone in the park again while your husband’s at work.
And playing with the grandkids.
As the old adage goes; you reap what you sow.