Love being child free. Listen to the drama of my nieces and friends and their children and remember the dramas of my grandmother’s sisters coming over to cry about the dramas with their children. I sympathize over every sad story and then go home grateful for peace, quiet and puppies.
Also grateful for all the good people who choose to populate the world and raise good children. Not grateful for the ones who don’t raise good children.
Your own children? A chore for sure and for a long time. The best is when THEY have kids. You can visit and play with them and then when you get tired of it just hand him/her back to mom or dad....
I also love being child free and have not regretted my decision for a single second. At least twice a day I catch myself saying “I’m SOglad I don’t have kids” when someone’s kid is screeching in a grocery store or bookstore or running around a restaurant like a wild Indian.