I am an honest to God superhero. If you are a mom or dad whether biological, adoptive or guardian, than congratulations because you too are a superhero. I will be sending you your cape in the mail. Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, Thor and Wolverine have nothing on being a parent. (Too bad I still can’t fly)
I came to this conclusion yesterday while babysitting a precious 6 month old baby boy for 13 hours. He really was a great baby. He only cried once, took several naps, played by himself for periods of time and didn’t even poop, but I was still exhausted mentally and physically by the end of the day. It made me wonder how in the world my children even survived to toddlerhood. I am amazed at myself that I was able to raise 2 children to be at least semi normal and healthy with no hospital trips for exhaustion or mental breakdown for any of us. I totally rock.
I had never really contemplated parenthood before yesterday. Sure, I had bitched and complained about how hard it is at times but I had never thought of all the work it actually entails. You have to be aware of this child at all times 24/7. You have to make sure they eat, sleep, poop, play, learn and are active every single day. You have to clean up the messes they make, hug and kiss them, and keep them medically healthy. All this and more, while at the same time making sure you survive with at least a halfway normal life and a modicum of sanity. That’s not to mention giving your partner the quality time your relationship needs to survive the next 40-50 years. It’s sounds impossible.
Holy schnikes Batman, that’s automatic Sainthood right there.