11 Things My Children Do That No One Warned Me About
Throughout my whole life, I wanted to be a mother. The constant “I love Yous”, the hugs and the smiles…
However, no one told me of the things I would go through as a parent.
I thought, as a courtesy to all the mothers and soon-to-be mothers out there, that I share some of them with you.
When my first child was one… I came home from work one day to a smiling baby in a pack and play. Chewing on something… That something? A ball of poop..
About a year ago, my oldest child was playing with our youngest child in his bassinet. From the other room, we hear, “Stop crying ya pu**y.”… We broke his GTA5 game.
Walking through the hallway of our home, I didn’t see my daughter and almost tripped. I apologized and laughed as I twirled into the kitchen. My daughter turns around and says, “At least I’m okay mom!”
My second oldest found a torch lighter and decided his room needed a makeover… four scorched blankets and a destroyed gaming chair later…
Kids playing in the backyard of a family members home. The oldest decides he is going to be a frog… in a smoldering fire pit. — It was my first time in the Childrens Hospital burn unit.
One child tried to run into traffic.
One child tried to walk to school on a Saturday. I’m happy I put my contact information and our address in his backpack. The police found the house pretty easily.
A family outing to a restaurant. Our daughter, age four at the time, decides to attempt to run to her father. Full force she speeds forward and falls like a board after running into a handrail. (It was hilarious... you had to be there.)
One of my children may be a Picasso. One day I woke up to no crying. Any parent can confirm… that meant trouble. I walked into the room to my son, with a big smile, painting a mural on my wall with his diaper.
My oldest son (now 11) asked me about women and why they aren’t all naked.
The other day at the grocery store with my daughter and my mother… My sweet little angel looks at my mom and asks — How did you grow those? — pointing at my mother's chest.
There are many glorious attributes to parenting. So many adorable and photo-worthy moments. Then… there are moments like those shown above. Sometimes I wish I would have been advised of both sides of the spectrum so I could have weighed the pros and cons. I still would have had children, but still.
I’m a bit goofy... I know… My kids are a direct reflection.
🧡 Shine Bright, Kayla