Know what I don’t like about parenting? That even the awesome stuff lasts about 12.5 seconds before it pivots violently and bashes you in the nose.
Know what I like about revisiting Infinite Jest this summer? The AA aphorisms about one day at a time and one minute at a time and that it’s okay to want and that any moment no matter how unbearable, is really only one moment and is, actually, bearable.
Is there a 12-step program for parenting? Other than getting a nanny or day care sitch or stun gun?
I think the first step is to admit that you have a child. I’m still working on that one…
I think we need to start one. It’s hard being a parent. It’s harder to think you’re screwing it up and you just might hate your child.
What a fabulous idea. An actual parenting recovery program. The sooner we start, the sooner we’ll appreciate the teen years, right? ;-)
CK’s right. The first step is admitting you have a child. Not there yet. And faemom’s right on…swinging between I need to do it better because I’m ruining them and I might just stab you in the brain because I hate you so much. Good, good times those vascillations.
Yesterday was lovely. Today is TERRIBLE. Someone please make it stop. To whom must I make amends to make the Run Away desire go away? I’ll admit I have a problem. I’ll make amends and admit I’m powerless. I’ll hand myself over to a higher power, but only if that higher power is a nanny who will take this thing off my hands for a couple of hours a week….
Is it wrong to ask why only Biblical parents were asked to sacrifice their kids to prove their faith? How does one get into that there Bible?
To get into the Bible, you just have to be connected to the right people. To get the opportunity to offer your child as a sacrifice, you have to be a patriarch.
Dang. Two strikes. ;-)