**The following comments are in no way intended to say I don't love being married, I do, and they are in no way intended to mean I envy single people, I don't. Just need to vent.
There is a slight prejudice I've experienced by being married with kids. I am told quite frequently I am not allowed to complain because I live the "perfect life". My life is easy, didn't you all know that? Because Married life is a piece of cake. I just sit around eating bon, bons waiting for my perfect children and my perfect husband to come home and thank me for all my hard work and efforts. I was told yesterday for the billionth time that my life is easy, and I have it made. I could feel the blood boil, because I quite literally had to bite my tongue. Because had I not bitten down this is what I would have said, "You know I'm sorry that your life sucks. But I've worked very hard to make my statistically prone to fail shotgun marriage work. I've put up and dealt out my fair share. I've become more forgiving more tolerant, and hopefully less emotional than I used to be, I have to compromise and think of others on a constant basis, I cannot be self centered in any aspect of my life. My life is not always peaches, but I have made it work, and if it looks easy that's because I've worked really hard to make it be that way. And I am by no means saying that you deserve what you got handed, but I do say I deserve the things I've worked so hard for."
There is no perfect life.