the best
remember when i told you i'm going to be an auntie for the first time ever?
move over other aunties. your time to shine is done.
so the other day i was told that the little one is a he and this is exciting for a handful of reasons {unless you ask brooklyn who thinks it's a darn shame} including the fact that gavin will have someone to play with. i would say gavin will have someone his own size to play with but this will never be true because my children are giants and even though i'm sure natalie probably feels like her child is a giant right now, i know he'll look like a peanut next to gavin. a cute little p'nut. actually, i might start calling him p'nut or mister. i haven't decided.
anyway. the point of my post has to do with jon and his facebook page. jon was excited enough to tell his facebook friends that his baby is a he which is funny in itself because jon never actually took the time to tell his facebook friends there was an embryo in the first place. half of these people didn't even know they were expecting which resulted in a lot of facebook SCREAMING and an overload of exclamation points!!!!!! but the best comment out of all of the comments came from the innocent little lady who said with great enthusiasm "being a parent is the best."
the best.
the best?
i read this, laughed and thought to myself i would bet one hundred dollars that she only has one baby and this baby is under the age of two. all cute and cuddly and returning every ounce of love she's pouring into him or her. everyone wants to babysit her baby, so often in fact, they actually fight over it.
the best? like compared to other things you would consider the best? like gourmet chocolate. or a really great book? or a long hot bath? or a quite weekend alone with your lover? or, ... other things not suitable for mentioning on a family blog?
no, being a parent is not the best.
sure it's rewarding and fun but it's also challenging and draining. challenging like running a marathon and draining like when you get to stay up all night with a screaming baby. two things i would guess would never be referred to as the best.
what i am saying to you is that i think there are things about being a parent that are the best but it's not all glitz and glamour all of the time. like today when, instead of day shopping with my mom as planned, we ended up at the dr's with three ear infections and no insurance. we're lucky my mom works where she works and that amoxicillin is cheap. but, to avoid sounding all negative and boogerish, i'll give you a couple of examples for my version of those times that truly are the best. like ...
... making sure your babies are tucked in and warm before you slip off to sleep and finding them asleep like this
... getting the chance to explain the wonders surrounding marcus and his magic over and over again
... helping them to count down the days until christmas!
... finding their thoughts on paper all over the house
cleaning up the trail of glitter from the ornament your pre schooler made at school today. glitter that was supposed to stick to the ornament but is now stuck to the floor.
... praising their creations and choking down candy handled by who-knows-who and glued down with who-knows-what
there are a lot of great things about being a parent. i'm lucky enough to know. and i know jon and nat will be darn good parents if not the best.
move over other aunties. your time to shine is done.
so the other day i was told that the little one is a he and this is exciting for a handful of reasons {unless you ask brooklyn who thinks it's a darn shame} including the fact that gavin will have someone to play with. i would say gavin will have someone his own size to play with but this will never be true because my children are giants and even though i'm sure natalie probably feels like her child is a giant right now, i know he'll look like a peanut next to gavin. a cute little p'nut. actually, i might start calling him p'nut or mister. i haven't decided.
anyway. the point of my post has to do with jon and his facebook page. jon was excited enough to tell his facebook friends that his baby is a he which is funny in itself because jon never actually took the time to tell his facebook friends there was an embryo in the first place. half of these people didn't even know they were expecting which resulted in a lot of facebook SCREAMING and an overload of exclamation points!!!!!! but the best comment out of all of the comments came from the innocent little lady who said with great enthusiasm "being a parent is the best."
the best.
the best?
i read this, laughed and thought to myself i would bet one hundred dollars that she only has one baby and this baby is under the age of two. all cute and cuddly and returning every ounce of love she's pouring into him or her. everyone wants to babysit her baby, so often in fact, they actually fight over it.
the best? like compared to other things you would consider the best? like gourmet chocolate. or a really great book? or a long hot bath? or a quite weekend alone with your lover? or, ... other things not suitable for mentioning on a family blog?
no, being a parent is not the best.
sure it's rewarding and fun but it's also challenging and draining. challenging like running a marathon and draining like when you get to stay up all night with a screaming baby. two things i would guess would never be referred to as the best.
what i am saying to you is that i think there are things about being a parent that are the best but it's not all glitz and glamour all of the time. like today when, instead of day shopping with my mom as planned, we ended up at the dr's with three ear infections and no insurance. we're lucky my mom works where she works and that amoxicillin is cheap. but, to avoid sounding all negative and boogerish, i'll give you a couple of examples for my version of those times that truly are the best. like ...
... making sure your babies are tucked in and warm before you slip off to sleep and finding them asleep like this
... getting the chance to explain the wonders surrounding marcus and his magic over and over again
... helping them to count down the days until christmas!
... finding their thoughts on paper all over the house
cleaning up the trail of glitter from the ornament your pre schooler made at school today. glitter that was supposed to stick to the ornament but is now stuck to the floor.
... praising their creations and choking down candy handled by who-knows-who and glued down with who-knows-what
there are a lot of great things about being a parent. i'm lucky enough to know. and i know jon and nat will be darn good parents if not the best.
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I love this post.Being a parent is so hard, and I agree with all you said. I personally think the really hard stuff is still to come, and it scares me.
How is that itch coming along for you? Did you take care of it? Get some ointment?? Ha Ha