Life is such a strange thing. One day you are happy and want to live forever, the other day you are the most miserable person in the world and would not mind leaving this earth right away.
It’s like you are single and you are happy and feel sorry for all the married people who will never again experience freedom and will be stuck with one person for the rest of their lives. But then you get married and you are happy, and you feel sorry for all the single people that are just sad creatures who are looking for a partner and just want to be happy together with someone one day (even if they deny it).
You are married, and it is just the two of you and you are happy, and the thought of having children makes you slightly uncomfortable and you just try not to think about it, and you enjoy your life as it is, with the wonderful days of sleeping in, going out and staying at different places for as long as you want. And you secretly feel sorry for your friends that have children and you generally do not hang out with your friends with children because it is a bit annoying and awkward.
But then you have a baby and the world is a brand new world and you are a new person and everything that matters is your child and your exploding-with-happiness heart. All of a sudden your friends with children become very good friends, and you feel very comfortable around them, and you feel like you totally understand each other and you actually really enjoy hanging out with them and their children. All your single friends or couples without children slowly move to the background and it is okay.
Life is so strange.
