May 27, 2004


Stealth Punch has been thinking about parenthood lately and so therefore has naturally started to read mom blogs. Really, blogs are like these flashlights into the dark recesses of alternate lives, different choices, what an amazing resource that can be. But she has therefore Ė unsurprisingly Ė become very, very scared. Because when youíre a parent, you bitch. And yes, thereís a lot to bitch about. And yes, itís a humongous even-if-you-know-you-donít-know-till-it-hits life change. And yes, I sometimes remember the days BC (before child) with a kind of awe that I had so little responsibility.

But you know what? Theyíre with you in your house, eating your food, for a mere eighteen years and they get more independent with every year and thatís even besides the point because the real point is how it feels when your baby smiles at you for the first time and you know he means it, when youíre driving one day and you hand something to the back and this tiny hand reaches forward and removes it from your grip and you think ďhe did that!Ē, when he Ė much later Ė tucks his hand in yours to cross the street, trusting in you to look out for him, when he comes to find you to show you something amazingly brilliant thatís so him, when he yells at you using such grownup words and stomps off and you no longer have to suppress the giggle rising in your throat because dammit, that hissy fit was just so cute.

The pleasures of parenting are hard to quantify sometimes but itís very much like living with a lover or spouse. He or she can be a pain in the butt sometimes, just so horribly dense, how could you ever have thought you loved this person? But then other times itís just right, you fit together so beautifully and you canít imagine ever not having this in your life. Itís like that. I canít imagine my life without Damian. Has my parenting role made my life harder? Of course it has. More than I ever could have imagined. Would I trade it for all the extra time and peace of mind I had seven years ago? Hell no.

Posted by Tamar at May 27, 2004 10:53 PM

Everything you posted about parenthood is so true. Now just imagine all the good parts without any of the bad and you know what being a grandparent is like. I almost cried the other day when my little grandson (19 mos.) reached up to hold my hand before crossing the street! The trust is so pure and given freely, it breaks your heart to know that it will not always be so.

Posted by: Renate at May 28, 2004 02:23 PM

Mmm. Sounds lovely. I look forward (though still in an abstract way) to being part of a new person's life as grandparent. I don't know why, but I feel sure Damian will have kids too.

Posted by: Tamar at May 28, 2004 10:24 PM