Raising two kids was a nightmare from the get go. My ex-wife and I didn't really have expectations on how we were going to raise them. We just kind of thought we'd go with the flow (armed with tons of advice books). As it turned out, my ex got the upper hand in raising them which makes sense since she was a stay-at-home mom. Discipline was the great divide. She didn't believe in it and our house became chaos run by two children. I always thought the home needed an alpha male to maintain order as well as to direct. The saddest part, of course, was when my son died by suicide at 31. All the sacrifices I made, including four years at a private college, were for nothing. I'm one of the 25% who thinks I'm not sure that I would do it again.