I have two, boy and a girl (gotta catch em all!)
It's great!
And it's shit!
But here's the thing; everything negative you've read about kids is true. They are a huge financial drain, they do steal all your free time and most of your free money, they do bring germs and head lice home from school, they do make you tired, they do cause a scene in a shop when you're just trying to buy something, they do have tantrums over the silliest things, they do test every ounce of your patience and resilience.
But you don't mind. These aren't someone else's kids, these are your kids. You have a bond with them and it's impossible to explain adequately to people without kids. I deeply dislike other people's kids, the stuff they do irritates me. My kids do the same fucking stuff and I don't mind, because they're mine and I'd tongue kiss Piers Morgan to keep them safe and happy.
The bad stuff is generally all true, but the good stuff outweighs the bad stuff by a factor it's impossible to calculate. And there is a huge amount of good stuff.
Weird innit.