Yesterday, the family drove the 160 miles to a ‘local’ Renaissance Faire. It’s a tradition. For the last ten years or so, we all dress in costume and attend the opening weekend. At times, we’ve added friends and extended family. We have closets full of costumes and can easily dress a small army of revelers.
Toward the end of the day, my kids took off and it was just my husband and I. We’d already enjoyed the shows and shops, but we’d never been there alone. It was a decadence we couldn’t pass up.
Although I like sharing the experience with a large group, it was so nice to just do what we wanted. We didn’t have to worry about leaving anyone behind or addressing everyone’s wants or desires. Slowly, we’re adjusting to being DINKS (dual income no kids) again.
We only experienced six short years of DINKness when we began our marriage. Having never had children, we didn’t fully appreciate the time we had alone. Now that we’ve been given the chance again, we’re taking full advantage of it.
That’s not to say we’ll break the tradition and go solo. We wouldn’t trade our family time to anything, but it’s oh so nice when we can enjoy the experience both ways.
It seems popular right now in romance novels to have the couple expecting a child by the end of the book. Although I’ve followed that trend a time or two, I only do it when the couple hunger for a sense of family. If their baggage (and we all have it) doesn’t involve some sort of family heartache, I prefer to end the story with the couple starting their life together.
What are your thoughts? Do you believe new couples should spend sometime building a strong relationship before they bring children into the mix?