A car used by other people? Yikes! I think at forty I will need a reliable family car, standing in a garage in case I need it and for occasional spontaneous hideaways. My BFF claims that family with children is like peaceful holidays from a child- free couple's life for a woman: you're a mother, you "gave him a child", you can be moody, tired, annoyed, have no time or a headache, and it's fine. No drama about it. She's almost convinced me. The only problem is the perspective of previously mentioned manquements.