Being a parent can be a mixture of complex emotions... it's wonderful, its horrible, it inflates your ego, yet daily makes you realize you understand absolutely nothing. Parenthood can make you happy, and also a big sap who cries at even comedies. I can't even watch the local news anymore without risk of tearing up over a story.Kids have a knack for ruining intimate moments, waking up at 5 am on your day off, and puking all over you right before you walk out the door... yet one smile will melt your heart instantly. How can you stay frustrated with the innocent, trusting little face smiling up at you after they made a poopie in their diaper that also is on the carpet.
Parenthood is a sacrifice. I can only vacuum the floors when she's not home, and I have to blow-dry my hair with the door closed while she's downstairs so she doesn't get scared. She wakes up early just to go right back to sleep in bed with mommy and daddy, and somehow takes up more space than a full grown adult. Not to mention she hampers "me-time" to write, do my nails, shop, even take a shower some days.
But, parenthood is also rewarding. She "flaps" her arms and shrieks with excitement when mommy or daddy unexpectedly appear, and loves to give us sloppy kisses while squeezing our faces and sometimes slips in a little tongue. She's a superb cuddler and wakes up from every nap laughing in her crib. Even the most stressful situations and rainiest days have a little sunshine because of her happy, chubby face.
Aaaand I just heard what sounds like it will be a MAJOR diaper change.... Mommy's gotta go!
