At first sight, we may think a woman does not want children because she is not very found of them for instance. What if it was the opposite?
What if women would not want any more children because they love them so much?
What if women were tired of having their heart crushed because it is not humanly possible to be present for our kids while being a single working mother for instance?
I cannot tell you how relieved I am when I can at last breathe and I have only me to think of, no little person depending on me for a day or a few days, when my kids are at summer camp for instance.
However such a feeling is so very short-lived. Almost immediately comes the intense feeling of missing them, feeling guilty that I was not there when they needed me to look at them, listen to them, be present with them, because I was working.
This is weird. Single motherhood is either too much or too little, always a roller coaster of emotions.