Parenthood is not for the faint of heart.
Despite those idyllic visions that you have before you actually begin your family, your child will not eat only veggies, will not speak “please” and “thank you” as their first words, they will not be immune to sibling rivalry and they will not calmly tell you that they disagree, but respect that difficult parenting decision you are forcing upon them. They will however inevitably throw up on you, spit on you, head butt you, yell at you, wipe their boogers on you, pee on your floor… let’s face it parenthood is gross. And no, you do not sit there and think about how none of that even bothers you because you are so blinded by the love for your children that you don’t even notice. No, it is still disgusting. But you power through, not blinded by the love you have for these little people, but driven by it. Because you do love your children. More than you ever thought possible. And they are pretty amazing.
Not everyone wants to be a parent and I respect the self-awareness it takes for someone to confidently stand behind that decision if it’s the right one for them. Personally, I wanted a family so badly that I was willing to go through anything to have one. And unfortunately, I had to go through quite a bit, but my fertility story is one for another day. Ultimately, none of that matters because it got me what I have now, my girls.
All parents think their children are pretty remarkable. But, unlike some, I like to think I am not in full denial about how wonderful (or wonderfully flawed) my children are. Nora is pretty darn smart, has beautiful icy grey blue eyes and is my more sensitive one.
But, she is also stubborn and dramatic and whiny. Let’s be honest… she is just like me.
But, the other day she stripped out of her diaper and peed down my steps through the baby gate – on purpose. See, psychotic.
Hands down, parenting is the hardest job I have ever taken on. But, I am in no way a super hero because I am a parent. Most days I can’t even manage to keep my toddler from stripping down naked. But, I do think that being a parent requires a certain amount of tenacity, selflessness and some level of insanity that make it a job not unlike that of a superhero. There is a lot I don’t know. I am doing my best to navigate each day as it comes. And in the end, I simply want to look at my children and be able to feel love, pride and joy. I don’t think it’s that unrealistic. After all, as I said before… they are pretty amazing.