I'm a parent that became one during a stressful time of my life, with no applicable life skills, and I have found it rewarding. The first two years have been a shock to the system for myself and my partner but our child has been worth every hardship we faced.
He wakes up and the world is amazing. Our bedroom door flies open every morning and an excited bundle of joy throws himself between us to obtain hugs, kisses, and discuss the rain on the window. He just wants to go outside, pat the cat, see the sheep, be filthy, eat food, ride his bike and laugh at dumb stuff like the word "ew". You can't have a bad day with him around. Seeing the world through his eyes gives us hope.
I've cleaned up my direction in life since having him. My partner and I were both going nowhere fast before our son was born. I'm studying to earn more money so he has a nice, permanent home to grow up in and can pursue activities and sports that he enjoys. It's given us purpose and our son has a good life because we pulled ourselves together to give him what he deserves: stability across the board.
I shifted all of us to a semi-rural place a month ago with a big yard after seeing the BLM shit infest the small city we were living in. It was a lot of money to do it but I felt a gut level responsibility to not raise my family in a concrete jungle. It's just not healthy. I'd rather drive ten minutes more to the shops so he can have clear air to breathe.
Some people should not have kids. By all accounts my partner and I fitted into that category more than I like to admit. It has been hard but our son is precious. This experience has highlighted the value of a traditional family with the ups and downs that it brings. When my son gets older, he will realize he was the number one reason his parents didn't end up as useless NEETs one way or another lol.