Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I let you know when my brain comes back online again.
This. Six years in and I’m still waiting ...
Also, the anxiety. SO much anxiety. I worry about my kids all.the.time and cannot turn it off.
And lowered expectations. Like so much lower than I could ever imagine. I’m just grateful every day I get a shower and hot cup of coffee to myself (which doesn’t always happen with the work and school at home situation we have going on during COVID). If my kids eat a single baby carrot, I call that a win. If I get a load of laundry washed and folded in a day, it’s all good. But I’ve also come to accept that I’ll never get to everything I hoped to get done in a day.
Anonymous wrote:Romance novels completely lost their appeal.
Anonymous wrote:I lost interest in politics
Anonymous wrote:I'm less trusting of doctors.
Anonymous wrote:I’m the opposite of a lot of posters, because I’m less anxious now than I used to be. My brain doesn’t have the leisure to create endless things to worry about because I’m much more in the moment. A nose needs wiping, a form needs signing, a crust needs to be cut off, and none of that will wait while I try to solve global warming and cure cancer just by fretting about them.
I’ve also become much more consciously aware of my own tendencies to be a fixer rather than a listener and an empathizer. And I try very hard to rein in my natural impulses to swoop in, and let my kids learn their own lessons, however painful, whenever it’s reasonable to do that.
I’ve also learned the importance of flexibility and adaptability. You can read all the books and study all the “methods,” but in the end you parent the kid you have in whatever way works for you and your family. Parenting is nothing if not humbling!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anxiety. So much anxiety now that I never dealt with before.
+1
Anonymous wrote:Anxiety. So much anxiety now that I never dealt with before.
Anonymous wrote:I used to love kids in general. I just thought they were awesome little people.
After I had children I love my own kids, but find other people’s children to be generally annoying and not cute. It’s like I have my daily fill of my own children and once the glass is full, there’s no room for others.
