I have to say that in many if not most ways, I'm about as unconventional as they come -- I cut a promiscuous swathe thru most of the males I encountered in the late 70s and early 80s, and even had an abortion, because one idiot that got me pregnant was so completely abusive, i wouldn't wish him on my worst enemy, and it took getting pregnant to wake me up and make me get the fuck away from him. I did drugs, I drank like a fish, the whole 70s 'sex and drugs and rock n roll'.... but when I married my 2nd husband, and a couple months later, realized I was pregnant, I had to sit down and think things over. My religious beliefs are completely unconventional, but I couldn't shake the feeling that if I kept getting rid of babies I'd started, there might come a point where I really truly wanted one, and wouldn't be able to make it happen -- y'know, karma. And the fact was that I was married to a great -- if also extremely unconventional -- guy, with a good job, who seemed to not only love me, but LIKE me, and never made a single motion that made me think he might ever raise a hand to me (and he never has!).
So I thought, ok, a baby... at which point, I cried, because I knew, as apparently my mother never did, that becoming a mother meant I would have to GROW UP and be an actual adult. But I set about doing that very thing... including, when my son was 4, getting sober (I'd left off the drugs a few months before getting pregnant, so that timing was great!). I can't regret it -- my son is now 29, and is a wonderful friend, now that I don't have to crack the mommy whip -- apparently I did that well enough when he was a kid, to help him grow into a real
mensch.
And the guy who helped me make him, both before and after his birth, is my lifelong bestie, after 30 yrs of marriage and 31 yrs of cohabitation, and I can't help but think that parenting in stereo is why our son is so neat. (not literally... his room is a disaster, but if he wants to live in that, his problem!). I certainly could not have done it without my husband, coming home every evening, being there for both of us, helping our son learn solid values like a work ethic that doesn't quit.
It's not fair to the child, not to have both parents, married, together, working in harmony toward the shared goal of that child's future. My dad was an alcoholic so it's fortunate that my mom got away from him when I was 5, and married a good guy when I was 7, so even though I resented my stepfather till I was grown, I still got parented in stereo -- but I would have preferred my dad, sober, and an intact family.... such as the one we provided for our son, strange and odd as it might be otherwise (no one in this family has ANY claim on "conventional"). If that's old-fashioned, so be it; it worked for thousands of years, for a reason.
Andria