so when you grow up, and go out into the big bad world, you think you’ve hit a steep learning curve. and you have. for sure. it’s hard to figure out how to be responsible for everything that mom and dad or teachers or bishops or whomever used to take care of for you. you have to get yourself up in the morning, go to class or work, deal constructively with roommates, pay bills on time, and generally conduct yourself the way an adult human being ought to.it can be tough. i totally get it.
and then you get married. and that’s another steep learning curve, because hello sharing a bathroom sometimes requires its own set of UN negotiators (though, surprisingly, my husband and i rarely have issues sharing that space. we’re weird. we don’t even care about double sinks.). sometimes you have to learn to hug the edge of the bed on a flail-y night because, otherwise, you might get dream punched by an unwieldy elbow. (been there.) you have to merge bank accounts, negotiate dinner preferences, expand your TV viewing repertoire, and generally try to figure out how to live life as two people with the same set of goals, values, and priorities.
that can be tough to start doing.
then you have kids, and it all gets way harder. not because life is not awesome with little nuggets in it–because wow is it. they are tremendously incredible people with such a divine spark of potential in their eyes that it can almost be blindingly pure at times.–but because your time is absolutely no longer your own. you live in a world governed by the absolutely unintelligible, the illogical, the completely maniacal at times. you are immersed in bodily fluids, laundry, the unending preparation of meals and snacks, the completely impossible feat of negotiating naptimes and playtimes and intellectual interaction while trying to maintain your own sense of self and get other things done. on a good day, you may have it all in balance. but add any other factor and, like the feather that topples the car on the side of the cliff, it all comes down in noisy crashes.
i certainly don’t mean to scare anyone–and i don’t even mean to be negative about parenthood. it’s awesome and enriching and it will shape you eternally the way nothing else can.
but don’t for a minute think it’s anything but hard.
so when you have kids, and start a couple of businesses, and move to a new place, and try to have friends…it feels like starting adulthood 2.0. if you’ve been rocking it hard core as a single or even newly married person, prepare to feel totally inept.
or maybe that’s just the way i feel right now, on this random wednesday. it’s a steep learning curve is all i’m saying.
is anybody with me?