I used to subscribe to the “Claire Dunphy School of Parenting.” The one she unapologetically shared in Season 2, Episode 2:
The other day, my fifteen month old son expressed a need that has become a rite of passage for babies of his generation. That need was to have a phone that was kept nearby on the table, left there by someone who was visiting us. I’m referring to this as a need because from the perspective of my young one, it certainly wasn’t a mere whim or want – in his eyes it was an absolute compulsion. He had to have the phone.
Hi, yes I'm a married woman for 10 years with two beautiful children and a (for the most part) great husband. But damn it on some days I feel like jumping in the car and driving in the opposite direction and starting a new life as Amanda Habernickel. People always talk about the joys of marriage and family but rarely talk about the times when you just don't feel like doing the $%&*.
My dad had never really been an easy person to get along with. Either he was upset all the time, stressing over the way things have been going with life in general: kids, money, bills, wife life, or whatever it was at that time; In his eyes, I always felt like a lesser person. I know now in my years of pondering what was, what is, and what could be..and WHY things are this way, I know he did everything in his power to make sure we were all taken care of. No matter the cost of self. He put all of his dreams and aspirations aside to make sure that the kids in this family were all fed, clothed, and supported. We made the best of what we had, and when things got rough, he was always there to make it right. Even though more times than less, it was all out of his pockets, and truthfully, ruined any chance of retiring for him.
Another fun, little, hopefully captivating story line of a series of events that I've run into on my life line. Growing up with epilepsy wasn't exactly the funnest task in my life, but I dealt with it, again, in my own way.
Some people should never have kids. Some parents spend all their lives dreaming about raising children and loving their babies with all the warmth their hearts can muster. Others you wonder why they became parents in the first place; they don't love their children and don't value their child's happiness.
Reality can change and be twisted or completely turned upside down. This story follows the series of events concerning my mother’s stroke. Every emotion that I never shared.
Every morning I wake up at 5am so I can shower and do my hair, have my coffee and make breakfast for my amazing family by 7am. The boys (ages 5 and 10) are at the table dressed, backpacks in hand, for breakfast promptly at 7am. The whole family eats breakfast together, and then it's off to school for the boys as the baby wakes up for her morning feeding and my husband gets ready for his day.
Step into the shoes of a Special Needs Parent, and you will find that it is one of the loneliest places in the world. Your world is wrapped up in the daily care of your child, no matter where they fall in the realm of needs. It is especially hard when you are in it virtually alone.