Sometimes I look at True and see a moment where he looks just like Perrin when she was a baby. It made me want to take this chance to share some fun pairings.
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These two kids make me feel alternately lucky and like I might lose my mind--as it is with kids. Parents inevitably comment on how hard it can be to raise their kids--the monotony, the unreasonable nature of toddlers, the way you always feel like you are shorting one kid on attention, choosing between sitting down with them to pretend some silly little thing or get chores done around the house.
To me it can too often feel like I am choosing the wrong thing no matter what I do...the dishes REALLY need to be cleaned up, but my 2 year old REALLY needs me to talk to her using her grasshopper puppet. Of course balance is always the answer; so we try as best we can. Sometimes Netflix auto-play of Daniel Tiger gets a work out, and sometimes we don't have any clean butter knives. Ok.
I try not to wish away their childhood and babyhood, especially knowing we aren't having anymore kids. But it is hard not to wistfully dream of the day when you don't have to negotiate your way through dinner and dessert, and when no one will wake you up in tears. I would say that parenthood is more demanding than I imagined before undertaking it, but you never imagined the purity, the achingly sweet moments that you share with these brand new people. These moments usually happen in between the tedious everyday bits--I still don't understand how one child's smile or quirky toddler kindness can so completely disarm you--but it happens and I love it.
So the take away here: It's really hard. Have a beer and a hot bath.
