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I always wanted children, but I never felt it was a wise decision because I struggled to balance my career aspirations, education, and personal life. My ex wife flip-floped between wanting a child and wanting to kill herself. Our lives were so out or balance, and we were terribly uncomfortable how we were living. We worked so hard to build a life together, and we wanted a child, but we both knew it would sacrifice what little stability and free time for recouperatuon we enjoyed.
I brought up adopting many times, but my wife was always the one opposed to it. I thought it could be a good compromise to adopt a child who was slightly older, 8+. The older the kid, the less likely they are to be adopted. I felt we could help a child in need, and it would allow us to skip some of the most sleep depriving and challenging years of raising a kid.
Ultimately, she was opposed because she felt she had "good genes" that deserved to be passed on, and she didn't feel confident she'd be able to love a child that wasn't hers biologically. That perspective was fundamentally incompatible with my own, and the conflict it caused was never resolved. It poisoned the relationship and we separated.
So, there's at least one man who was more than willing to adopt. Me.