I love my kid. I love being his momma and watching him grow and learn things. 99.9% of the time, he is the absolute light of my life and worth every bit of tears and sweat that got us to this moment on this day, when he’s three and I’m his momma and we just love the snot out of each other.
Taking care of him is like, the most thankless job ever.
That sound you hear is the rabble of agreement from mothers for the past dozens of centuries along with mixtures of, “DUH.”
Sometimes it feels like the things I try to do best for him, from his nutrition to his pajamas to his car seat are the things he resents most in his life. Take the car seat – something that protects his life. I pick out the best one, make sure it fits, burn mad calories wrestling him into every day, and need to go to confession over the swear words I say every few months when I adjust the straps. Then today, he tells me that he hates his car seat.
Or how I make him this crazy-awesome bath with awesome bubbles and new toys and he’s like, “Can I take a shower tonight?”
::sigh:: Motherhood, I love you. I really do. But you are tough. Here’s my list of the most thankless things I do for the kid. Feel free to add your own in the comments.
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