The Easy Part Of Parenting

Let’s get right to it, the easy part of parenting is loving your kid.

And sometimes, that’s not easy.

When he screams in my face and in my ear and swings his arms and legs around because he’s upset or overtired or whatever, it’s easy to have a blink of a second where loving him isn’t at the top of my list of feelings.

But I love him.

When he yells for mama, mama, mama, mama, mama when I’m holding him or trying to help him, or giving him exactly what he wants and needs, it’s easy to be annoyed or offended.

But I love him.

When he fights the process of either getting dressed or getting undressed or having his diaper changed and it should be so simple but instead it’s so hard, it’s easy to wonder what the heck is wrong with this kid.

But I love him.

When he knows all I want is to hear him call me Dada or Daddy or Dad. And he doesn’t. And he points at me and calls me Mama… it’s easy to be hurt and upset.

But I love him.

When I’m sick and he’s sick and I’m tired and he’s tired and he doesn’t listen and makes a mess and causes trouble instead of cuddling or playing with his toys or anything calm, it can get frustrating and tiring and ugh.

But I love him.

And I’m about 99.9% sure that I’m going to keep having those moments and feelings and blinks for years to come as he grows and pushes boundaries and makes boneheaded decisions and pisses me off and becomes his own person.

But I’ll still love him.

That’s it. That’s the easy part. Because even before he stops screaming or when I leave the room and he’s got his mama, I know I love him and would give it all for him and it’s easy to know it and feel it.

So yeah, kids can be a real pain in the ass (mine anyway), but loving them is still the easiest part.

Good luck.