Parenting

Parenting is a hard thing to do. Its one of those things that I believe no one knows just what they are getting into intil they have a kid. But then there is no going back, well for most responsible people anyway. There are always the men who spread their seed but dont take time to cherish it and the women who decide to give away their children. No one is prepared to be a parent no matter how much they plan for (or dont) a child. (I realize not everything is black in white) I have the fortune of being the mother of a 9 year old boy who is my adoration! Though I never could have imagined that having him would have had that affect on me. Except for when I was in elementary school still playing with dolls I never thought I'd have a child or even want one. I had big plans and none of them included children. I didn't like children.

But I'v learned that to see through the eyes of your child - is being exposed to this beautiful amazing world you have never known. Their joys become yours and their sorrows your heartache. You wouldn't stop at anything to take their pain away or to dry their tears. You end up knowing yourself better because of them. Motivation is just a look in their direction and life cannot be imagined without them. My son has always been my strength. When I have been in the deepest parts of my sorrows I have looked at him and had a reason to renew myself.

He is now close to being 10 years old and I embark on a new journey. Though this pregnancy is different I percieve the outcome to be the same. Another child to which my eyes will be opened to the wonders they will see. This time I am having a girl and though their will be differences the love can only grow for them both. So I look forward to more mistakes, more tears and frustration-but mostly I look forward to the smiles, and the peaceful look of a sleeping child