It’s true that parenting isn’t for sissies. It is the hardest, most frustrating, most exhausting job I’ve had since coming out of my mom’s birth canal.
What? Too graphic? That’s parenting for you.
We hear honest stories about horrors of kids who don’t sleep through the night until they’re three, or only eat pancakes for five years, or refuse to potty train. We hear parents groan about being so tired they could fall asleep at their desk and how they’ve put on weight because pizza and wine are the menu when life is so crazy. We parents have a knack for making parenting look like the most unglamorous, awful task in the universe to where our childless friends are buying stock in birth control.
We hear a mom say ,”THEY ARE DRIVING ME CRAZY!” about her kids and then turn around in the same breath and say, “But they’re the best part of my life.”
So how does the best and the worst in life come together for parenting?
Easy. Those kids ARE exhausting. But I find that the stress of the day, every short fuse and tantrum fades away when I tuck him into bed at night and he whispers that he loves me. It’s worth it and here are the moments that have kept me going for 3.5 years:
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