<p>I’d much rather have a wife raise my kids than daycare. Plus, the truth is 99% of workers do not have some high ambition or fulfilling job. Get real. People say that but it isn’t true. Certainly there are those who are very successful. But a majority of working moms are doing it either to make money or avoid the stigma. Working as a secretary filling papers or whatever is not a fulfilling job. It simply isn’t. Raising kids is much more noble.</p>
<p>Well, my mom personally love what she does; perhaps that skews me view.</p>
<p>And it’s VERY cynical to think 99% of people don’t.</p>
<p>Yes, I’ll let GASP daycare take care of my children…I mean, yeah, I don’t mind my wife taking off a little time, but in the end, I am just much more attracted to women who want to work, who have ambition, who are smart, etc…</p>
<p>honestly, my sisters and i all had nannies and we all turned out fine. looking back, i dont really feel like a missed out on anything but i never knew anything else.</p>
<p>I honestly believe the the nurturing of children by their own parents at young ages… it provides a foundation and builds much stronger relationships in my experience.</p>
<p>Well, at what age is one not “young.” I understand at first…but for 6 years seems like a long, long time…Like, I think you can have great relationships between parent and child…even if the child is at daycare…so…</p>
<p>When they start attending school. Maybe start part-time working or full-time working with flexible hours at kindergarten since most are only half a day, I guess. I went to daycare for a few hours a day when I was little so IDK. I probably will need to work though, for the moneyz :/</p>
<p>All I know is my friend was raised by her grandparents, only sometimes seeing her parents who were pursuing their careers, until age 4, and she has abandonment issues…</p>
<p>Eh honestly, maybe it’s just maternal instincts or whatever but children are your blood and bone… I wouldn’t trust anyone with my child/children when then are at ages where they can’t “think” for themselves.</p>
<p>the ultimate purpose of life is to define the purpose of life in your terms. My purpose? I don’t know quite yet. Being a doctor lets say isn’t the purpose of life, its just part of the whole thing.</p>
<p>I feel somewhat silly saying this among high-achievers, but I have this strange maternal instinct. I really, really want kids (two or four, depending on my career) and a family. How I’ll balance that with any of my other aspirations (listed below for your convenience) remains to be seen.</p>
<p>Aspirations:
-Short fiction writer
-New Yorker editor
-The next Seymour Hersh (never mind that anyone who compares themselves to a great is unlikely to become one herself)
-Lawyer (well, at least law school seems fascinating. Everyone I know who is actually a lawyer, though, is not particularly passionate about the field, other than what their paychecks can buy them)
-Supreme Court Justice
-Diplomat
-Among others–this changes with my mood</p>
<p>You make your own purpose in life. It’s not like some sort of being decendended upon you and decryed that you need to serve
the people. Heck, you can change your purpose whenever you want!</p>
<p>My purpose is to be happy and to spread that happiness. So, I want to be a Doctor cause they help people (make them happy).</p>
<p>On daycares, I rememberthat I used to get timeouts because I didn’t know how to speak English. >_______></p>