If you’ve got kids, you’ll understand.
When you have a baby, you start noticing how little time you spend with your friends who don’t have kids. Maybe they’re considerate and don’t invite you to that concert during the week because they don’t want to put you on the spot. Maybe you politely pass on the Friday night pub crawl because, even if you could get a babysitter, hangovers with toddlers are a nightmare.
You can’t help but resent that. They still get to have all the fun. You don’t.
Next thing you know, you’re standing in a backyard eating a slice of pizza, watching a small army of screaming 5-year olds in a giant, castle-shaped bounce house at a birthday party. Looking around, you realize you know at least a third of the people at this thing.
And you’ve got another birthday party next weekend.
And you’re setting up a play date the weekend after.
And, oh shit. One day you wake up and all your friends have kids.
So THAT’S how it happens.