I love parenting perspectives that aren’t cynical or devoid of the truly amazing thing it is to be someone’s parent.
When it comes to parenting, there may be nothing more painful than child-birth.
Actually, that’s not true.
Not long after feeling fully recovered from delivering my son, I realized something slightly disturbing: labor and delivery might just be the easiest part of parenting.
That first year felt like both the longest year in the history of everything, and also the quickest. There were dozens of reasons why.
Adjusting to breast-feeding, a lack of sleep, dealing with a sick infant for the very first time, bumps on their head when they became mobile, guilt for not enjoying every moment.
I felt both lonely and overwhelmed, which I never thought was possible.
Sometimes, when I tried to verbalize those feelings, I would get this in return, the three words perhaps no new parent wants to hear: just you wait.
Just you wait until they’re walking.
Just you wait until they’re RUNNING.
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