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I had my kids in my 20s, and yes it was hard, but probably not for the reason you think. People discourage you from having kids young because it could jeopardize your career, keep you from traveling, or eat into your savings, etc.

For me, my kids are my world, and I don’t think I jeopardized anything by having them. They can travel with my husband and me. My savings account isn’t as cushioned as it was before I had my kids, but that doesn’t matter to me. The most difficult thing about having kids in my 20s is not having family available around the clock to help out.

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Hear me out, I know my kids are absolutely my responsibility. I also have a great support system of friends and family always willing to help out. I acknowledge that there are people who do it all on their own, so I am grateful to have my village. But my village also still works full-time.

If I get a call from my kid’s daycare that he needs to be picked up ASAP, I would never ask anyone else to take off work to pick up my child, so it’s always on my husband and me to figure that out.

When I was a kid, the person who would always pick me up was my grandma. My mom had me at 32, which made my grandma old enough to be retired and help her out with me and my sister.

My mom never had to worry about if there was someone to come get us if we were sick, to watch us on a day off from school, or to take us to our appointments on the days she needed to work.

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When you have kids in your 20s, chances are good that your parents are still working. We are lucky to have our grandparents who are healthy enough and still willing to help us out when we are in a pinch, but they are getting older and we hate asking them to do that. I know I know, I could always just get a babysitter. Money isn’t the problem. Finding someone my husband and I trust is.

As much of a challenge as this may be, I still think the pros outweigh the cons. And maybe I’ll get to be a young retired grandma to help my sons out one day if they have their kids in their 20s.

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Madison Boling

Madison Boling has a Bachelor’s degree in Human Resources Management and a Master’s degree in Teaching Elementary Education. She is a teacher, a firefighter wife, and a mom of two young boys.

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