A couple of points:
1) My best friend came from a very wealthy background. He has all those luxuries...but they aren't *his*. He doesn't work, so he hardly ever has his own money. His mom initially planned to pay for college, but after busting him for drugs he's probably on his own. He had a nice foundation, but where is it going?
2) My mom's micromanaging taught me how to stretch my cash in places, and when I am successful later in life I'll be able to keep those principles I learned.
3) While every parent wants the best for their child, they don't want to actually let them use their brain or brawn or ever have to 'struggle'. Sometimes a little tough times is a good thing. I still haven't decided how I plan to raise my kids.
For the first month I was alive, my family was extremely wealthy. There's proof of it in my other closet, and in photos. After that time, things just kept getting worse and worse (I plan to write a biography eventually, haha). We lived in poverty for the longest.
But, my mother still squeezed whatever penny she could to send me to a nice private school (public schools here are horrendous, I'm sure in other states they're better), bought me beautiful dresses when necessary, and gave me things I needed to survive. While the struggle was awful, and a lot of my childhood ruined by poverty and abuse, I don't know if I want my kids to just sit in a happy rainbow world filled with lavish things all the time.