Without exaggeration, for more than 10years straight I worked a full time job in construction as a foreman and then Super, and kept side work nights at least 3weeks out of every4. Worked til 10pm every night except Wed and all day Saturdays. Saw my kids (awake) on Wed night at church and on Sundays for church services/home and that was about it. Kept my wife at home with both kids until they started kindergarten. Making about $100k a year and supporting a family of 4 while tithing 10-15% of everything I made. We bought our 1st house, a 3br 1 bath, 2story millhouse 1450sf for $70,000. I had to work on it for almost 6months before we could move in. I had to work on it for a couple months as a side job BEFORE we could get approved for the mortgage. Made a $2000 deposit to previous owner and he agreed to take down the listing and hold it for us until I could get it to pass the banks inspection. To this day neither my wife nor I have ever owned a brand new car/truck. Managed to keep her home with both until school though, and put both thru Christian school. We weren't poor, but definitely lower middle class. We started with nothing. At all.
Did I miss a lot of things when my kids were small? Yes. Do I regret it? Not really. I was still able to coach ball teams for part of my son's youth and all of my daughters after she started school. I gave them all that I could time wise and still pay the bills. I understood early on that my primary role on this Earth was to provide and protect, and to worship. I was very fortunate to start making more money and when my wife was able to go back to work, then I was around evenings and weekends, no need for constant side work. It was great. My primary job was to make sure they always had food and shelter, mom and church, decent clothes etc so nobody ever made fun of them at school. My kids always had all those things even though we started out nearly penniless. Mostly because of God no doubt...but also because I was willing and able to work 60hrs plus a week and never turn down side work. I was scared to death to ever turn down a side job, that God would find me lazy and not bless and protect us the way He did. He was much better to me than I ever deserved. I am thankful that He strengthened my body and resolve to do what had to be done. I agree with you about people who want everything but aren't willing to endure the pain, work, and sacrifice to have those things. We are promised nothing.
Edit: I remember being really impressed with your hustle back in the day. Were teaching in NC and had food carts too and another side hustle IIRC? You were always grinding man. Respect.