You know that old chestnut – It Gets Better…..and when someone says it to you, you either want to poke them in the eye with a stick or cry? Well, look, it does get better…..and then worse……and then better….and then worse….see that’s it folks, it’s life. As far as I can figure, it’s a roller coaster – a really weird, emotional, crazy roller coaster. For all the ups, there’s the downs. Examples:
Baby sleeps through the night. You can’t sleep because you’re waiting for baby to wake.
Baby says first word. It’s usually Dad.
Baby eats solids. Orange stains, every piece of clothing will have an orange stain. (Much like carrots in vommies – don’t know when you ate them but they always show up).
Baby no longer needs nappies. Stained mattresses and skid marks – that’s all I’m gonna say about that.
Baby stands and walks. Move everything in sight off the floor. Everything!
Toddler says good bye at day care, no tears, no fuss. You sit in the car and cry.
Kid starts school. You realize your baby is growing up. You sit in the car and cry.
The siblings get on really well. The siblings want to kill each other.
You watch the progression of kids drawings. Boys draw cock and balls. And bums. And Super ‘S’s. And bums.
Conversations with the kids are enjoyable. Questions about sex and drugs and sex and sex – awkward……..
Puberty – nothing bloody good so far.
So there you go. That’s just a little run down of some observations I have made so far.
So when you’re sleep deprived and hormonal and angry and feel like you are going to lose your shit, understand that thing’s do get easier until the next challenge arises and then it will get easier and then the next challenge will arise so strap in man, and enjoy the ride – or start drinking….lots of drinking…..and shots… shots are good……