OK, well, maybe I’m Not a full on single parent in the sense that I sweat blood to provide for my child. I have parents who fully support me. They Room us , feed us , and provide for us whenever we have needs. So, I do have help. But there are some things that qualify me to single parenthood.
Making decisions for my son by myself without a father’s opinion is difficult at times.
Right now he’s young, so there aren't many decisions to be made. But how about when he is older ?
Being a single parent has taught me a few lessons.
You don’t realize the importance of the other parent’s presence until that parent leaves. Sure , you may hate their guts , but that's in between you and that parent. The child has no part in that equation. How ever if that parent leaves early on the big question will come , sooner , or later.
“Mommy, Who’s Daddy?”
I think about this a lot and how I'm going to answer it. For now though I'm glad that I have a few more years ahead of me before an answer has to be seriously thought about.
I’m starting to realize being a parent isn't as easy as it looked when I was young.
Having to admit that your parents are “right” came much sooner for me than it would have normally.
“Mom you were right.”
I probably won’t admit she is fully right though , until Micah is a teenager.
In general , parenting has taught me a few things , and I think all parents with a heart will agree that;
You don’t know what love is until those tiny little eyes look into yours and those tiny little fingers touch your skin.
THE EMOTIONAL FEELINGS!!! It’s worse than that time when your were a raging young hormonal teenager watching “Twilight”.
So many emotional happy feelings are felt when you parent.
I often catch myself fully enjoying those toddler shows , eating the rice snacks , and acting goofy just to get Micah’s attention.
Sure I've learned all the classical things out there when you become a parent, but one thing that has stuck out like a sore thumb to me is the lack of caring. and here is a list of things I've stopped caring about.
How I look.
Now a days is all about dressing comfortably and as quickly as possible.
Jeans , T-shirt , and if hair is not manageable with a quick brush - HAT!
Oh and If I can’t easily feed Micah from my body with that outfit on, I'm definitely not wearing it.
Going to bed isn't a big deal.
We co-sleep. So for me the sooner Micah goes to bed , the sooner I go to bed.
It used to be that I would try to stay up as late as my eyelids could stay open , but now even with Micah sleeping through the night, every precious minute of slumber is a precious moment to no waste.
Acting stupid in public.
Remember those teen years , (well for some of you older ones, not far for the rest of us young’ns ) when going out with your parents was embarrassing? I've turned the tables. I am now the parent. If putting a coat over my head and talking in a weird voice keeps the baby happy until we are done shopping then please , don’t mind me.
The nasties…
oh yeah baby ! ( no pun intended) I’m talking diaper’s , food from the floor , and snot.
I remember babysitting, and thinking how gross baby poo was ooy , gooy , gross. When Micah came along I didn't blink twice. if it wasn't gooy I worried, if it was too gooy , I panicked.
food from the floor seems to be on the menu at my house. no matter how many times you sweep the floor, the kid will find something and eat it.
I've become a full on believer of the 5 second rule. Whaaaaat?..... I only do it at home.
You can only give a kid so many crackers before the entire floor is littered in them.
Parenting has made me grow up a bit. A lot sooner though then when I wanted it. I still have a lot to learn , after all
I am still growing myself.
I love the way you think, process, and learn. Keep sharing the process!
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