I babysat my cousin’s 3 kids under 5 for the year I lived in their basement (free rent trade)
And above all the noise and hassle and all, the day I knew kids definitely weren’t for me… was the day the parents went out for one of their “be home tomorrow, probably” nights, knowing full well at least one of the kids had the flu.
It ended up being all three of them. All I did all night was give baths, sooth crying, change bedding, and clean up vomit.
I managed to keep them alive and relatively comfortable, but I don’t ever want to do anything even close to that ever again.
That’s so meta I’d actually be interested to see how they pull it off…
Poorly, that’s a given, but beyond that.