So I start this one out of pure frustration.
If you are having a kid, then this may be a good read, or at least an honest one for you…
Yes, this shit is HARD. Like wanna cry in the corner, never leave the house, let alone get dressed, can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel hard.
But if you choose to have a tiny human, then dam it, parent the kid. Don’t fob it off. Don’t give your tiny human, that you decided to have (yes even unplanned you’ve still made the choice) to the first grandparent when you want to go out and get smashed two weeks after having bubba.
This kiddo is gonna learn from you. Yep, your actions, your emotions, your personality all rub off on this kid and if all they ever see or feel is you making them feel like they’re hard work, then shame on you.
Now, I’m not saying that parents don’t need a break, we do. To stay sane. But not every week. In fact not every two weeks. But if you’re using rent a grandparent every weekend, then time to really think about if having this tiny human was the right choice….
Do the hard yards. Stay at home, in pj’s for weekends on end. Dance in those pj’s, cook in them, don’t change them if you don’t want. Just be there. Try. Like really try.
My psychologist told me it doesn’t matter if we fail, in fact as parents we are destined to fail, all that matters is that these kids see us trying. Trying to understand their oddities, what musically is, how to work instagram, try to help with homework, try to do as much as possible.
And one day this boring as shit time in life will pay off. When you have children that are traveling the world, becoming doctors, nurses, music producers, beauty artists…. And see how hard they have tried.
Most of all, make sure your tiny humans feel loved. Safe. Confident in the fact that we all stuff up, but they have some one who has their back. Always.