The Joy of Pain of Parenting

There are no books that tell how to be the perfect parent. Let alone how to handle each challenge that comes.

That is an understatement, compared to the reality my life took on, when I decided to have my last child at 39! This was the most beautiful decision me and my husband made, and there are no regrets, but here’s the thing. There is a thirteen year age gap between my baby girl and baby boy; the other ages of my children range from 22 to 25.

So, my days normally consist of being a playmate, and now because of Covid, teacher, financial consultant, and counselor.

I have to admit, my days are full and I don’t have time to be caught in drama, let alone time for myself. I literally have to force that to happen.

Most days I feel so stretched.

Don't get me wrong, being a mother has so many rewards, but you can easily lose yourself in your family.

Between me and hubby, we have to literally grab what we can, and when we can.

I have learned to cherish the small moments like bubble baths, trips to the grocery store alone, and spontaneous dating. 

On the other hand being a parent is rewarding! 

For one, I am never alone. You can bet there is always something to talk about;  another advantage are the holidays! You get to make memorable moments. And family vacations, I can't wait to get back to those, post Covid! 

But, there are moments I just want to be totally alone. No phone calls, no chores no errands, no questions, and’’ No Kids!”

I feel guilty for feeling this way, but I have to admit, I am drained, especially with no extra hands to help. 

You would think that all this ends when the kids grow up, but I can honestly say, no it only continues, just with other areas of life.

I feel like I should be’’ Super Mom,’’ but again maybe that is unrealistic.

Family life is a balancing act, with super highs and super lows.

I am looking forward to the days when I can breath again.