I have five (now mostly grown) kids. I love them. But, dare I say it, sometimes I wonder what life would be like if I'd never had them. It hasn't been easy and for anyone who even remotely doubts whether or not they want them, I would say don't. It's an all or nothing kind of decision.

In fact, I now tell my kids, even though it's too late for one of them, don't have kids. Live your life. Build your fortune. Travel the world. And when fifty hits with a pile of regret at not having had children, go hook up with someone who's about to become a grandparent. All of the love, none of the worry or responsibility. It's a good gig.

They're not totally sure if I'm serious.

And neither am I.