When I became a mom, I felt like I joined a secret society. Other members give me a sympathetic smile when Ryker has a public meltdown. I can usually tell when a man is a dad because he's the one who rushes to help carry the stroller when everyone else pushes past me. Groucho Marx said "I refuse to join any club that would have me as a member." I doubt he had kids and knew what he was missing. There is no way you can until you join.
On ChildrenBy Khalil Gibran
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said,
Speak to us of Children.
And he said: Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,which you cannot visit,
not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarrieswith yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the pathof the infinite,
and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's handbe for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.