There are people all over this world who have difficulty conceiving children of their own. Many of them are completely ignorant and go on to have expensive and usually truly unnecessary fertility treatments. Many more, the informed ones, go on to adopt, an even more expensive, but necessary option. I never had any real, long term issues with fertility and so with the blended family of my husband and I (his, mine, ours kind of thing), there are seven children we have or are still raising. I do not, by any means, count myself as a parenting expert, I simply have a strong opinion of irritation at people who, often from pregnancy, treat children as if they should fit into their parents' lives as opposed to the reality, which is that you will never be more inconvenienced than by the pitter patter of little, or big, feet in your house.
From the time my first son was born, when I was 21 years old, I knew he would turn my life upside down. I knew he would become my world and everything else would suddenly be less important. I went on to have two more children before I became a single mother for five years and then, with my second marriage, I bore two more beautiful little parasites. I gave up my life, my dreams, sleep, food at times (when times were really hard), money, time, everything so that they could have what they needed. I spared no expense of myself. I knew it was what was right, as a parent.
I see so many other parents who seem to think that children should be brought into the world on their parents' timelines, when it is convenient to the adults in the situation. Doctors want babies to be born on schedule, and will put mom and baby at risk, with inductions and medications, so that they can get home to their families by dinnertime. Parents want babies to come on schedule so that mom can make her sister-in-law's wedding, or so that dad can get back to work before the work load increases. Families want babies to come on schedule so they know when they should come into town. None of this is on the baby's schedule and none of it is for the good of the infant. Babies and children are an inconvenience from the time they are conceived, sometimes from the time you begin to think of conceiving them.
Children will create a huge disruption in your life. A beautiful, wonderful, aggravating, silly, frustrating, embarrassing, inconvenient disruption in your life. Get over it. Decide to love every intolerable minute of it before they grow up and you're left with a huge void that only a huge inconvenience can fill.
I'm a parent. I'm not perfect, but my children are my top priority. Being a good parent means your children completely screw up your life and you relish every moment of it. This is my blog about that. It's the expression of my opinion on parenting in the world around me and how children are taking a backseat to the lives of their adult caretakers. If it wakes up just one person and makes them realize their children need to come first, then I have fulfilled much of my purpose in life.
Children are an inconvenience. A beautiful, wonderful, life changing inconvenience. If you aren't okay with being inconvenienced, don't have children. If you already have children and find them simply too inconvenient for your life, you are a a jerk and shouldn't have had children. This is my sometimes hilarious, sometimes frustrated, sometimes angry, sometimes sad, always loving view of raising children, both mine and others in this world.
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