Parenthood: degrees of normality…

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Re-visiting this post I wrote last November for this week’s Theme Game from Jocelyn at The Reading Residence and Iona at Red Peffer – this week’s theme being “Parenting”.

Everyone seems to agree that having your first baby is a big shock to the system (whether it be a time of doe-eyed adoration or sleep-deprived witchery). Nothing will ever be the same again and there will never be a ‘normal’ the same as the ‘normal’ you had when you were child-free.

I was making the kids dinner the other day when the thought occurred to me that I was on edge. Then it occurred to me that I’m pretty much always on edge these days. When you’re in a job where you are ‘on call’ even though it may be a quiet day you won’t be able to switch off. That’s a bit like parenting, and I speak from the perspective of a parent who has only so far experienced babies and pre-schoolers but I assume that will probably always be the case from now on. Despite that fact I also assume that ‘normality’ (whatever that is) – will return, perhaps with a gradual lessening of the weight of responsibility to the point where your children are completely grown and old enough to be entirely responsible for themselves and their own actions…

From my perspective I look back at the time JJ was between two and three and I remember starting to feel like I had some semblance of a ‘self’ returning. As he began to gain a few words and phrases and was able to communicate a little bit more coherently and understand and respond to requests (assuming the planets were aligned correctly of course) it felt a bit more manageable. I remember thinking that it was a complete doddle compared to my six months of newborn colic hell.

Then EJ came along.

I’d be interested to know the opinions of others with children of varying ages to find out if you agree with my theories about degrees of normality in parenthood…

 

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