So I am a parent. P-a-r-e-n-t....par-ent....pare-nt....now it doesn't even sound like a word.
I've been a parent for nearly six years now and I'm here to tell you future parents that the up all night, changing diapers, feeding every 3 hours, poop everywhere stage is the easy part. I've been told by non-parents that sometimes my stories scare them into not wanting to have children. I will give you a moment if you haven't had children to stop reading this.....now.
Okay those of you still with me, great! Being a parent certainly has its ups and downs. You will be able to do things you never thought possible - I realized this the first time my son threw up on me and I calmly sat there instead of what I thought I would do, which is puke right back onto him. I never thought I would touch poop, let alone be washing it out of underwear with my bare hands, unphased.
Parenting is sneaky. As soon as you think you know what you're doing, your kid moves on to the next phase in life. My kid started kindergarten this year. I thought we were so prepared- he knows his colors, his numbers, his name. He can write and read small words. I thought we were finally ahead of the game! Nope. Since the beginning of the school year he has had to call home twice for getting in trouble and last week he bit someone. Biting? I certainly didn't see that one coming. It is not something I could have prevented- I couldn't have said to him the day it happened, hey by the way don't bite anyone today.
That's when I realized the easy stuff is behind us. And flashbacks of elementary school came rushing in. And I have nothing to offer....I mean this is what I looked like in elementary school....
Elementary school was no picnic for this girl. No one understood my sarcastic sense of humor or my quick quips at making fun of others. I can look back and laugh at it now, knowing those experiences shaped me into who I am today.
And now I feel I've completey veered off the topic of parenting. So my point is that childhood is hard, parenting is hard, life is hard. It doesn't get easier, it just keeps going....until one day it doesn't anymore...because you die. No that's too morbid. Life does get better. You find a groove, you make friends, you get through the hard stuff, and you live to write a blog about it.