In their later years these childless couples can sit down at Christmas with their money, instead of little ones to open presents with...when they need assistance in their later years instead of a loving family watching over them they can pay a 'caregiver'...when they lay on their death bed they can clutch their money instead of the hands of loving children grown mature. I pity self-imposed childlessness which comes from short-sited selfishness. They will have missed life's opportunity to find true love...unselfish love.
Sometimes it's not about money, you know, nor is it about selfishness.
You paint a wonderful Little House on the Prairie picture, but it doesn't always work out that way. Some of us come from backgrounds so horrible that bringing kids into the world with that kind of emotional baggage would do more harm than good.
I was nearly forty by the time I exorcised my demons, and by then it was too late to start thinking about procreation.