It has been many years since my last confession. Today, my confession is about children. My confession is based around the fact that sometimes I wish I didn't have a child. But before you go scorning me because of blah blah blah let me explain. And I will say all my reasons are very selfish reasons. You know...the I wish I could sleep in on the weekends and I would have more quality time with my hubby. But also I wish I didn't have to yell at a kid because he has decided he didn't want to pick up the mess he made. Or because he decided he wanted to kick me because I wouldn't give him a piece of candy. I'm sure every parent out there has thought about how there life would be different if they didn't have children. I also would base my confession on that it is just that...a confession, a secret that I don't like to share with other people. But I have decided to use my blog as an outlet for my feelings and not just things that I want people to think about me.
The other side of my confession is this. My life would be so empty in a way I could never know if I did not have a child. I also would say that my life has changed exponentially for the better since I have had a child. I don't only think of myself when it comes to things. I know how much having a child has brightened my life and the lives of my family members. I took Leo to my grandparents house on Halloween and their faces just lit up when they saw my little Batman! I wake up in the mornings with a smile on my face because my little man is smiling in my face asking to watch cartoons in the rigging room (the living room) or that he wants his monkey (to play Play-Doh with) and me just using my knowledge to try to teach him things. Like how to be a gentleman by saying please and thank you and making sure that he is nice to the little girls in his class and that when they give him hugs not to push him away. I am also trying to figure out the best way to potty train a little boy. Who wants to stand up. Yeah, still trying on that one. So as much as I sometimes think that my life would be better without the little pitter patter of tiny feet on our wood floors I know that it would be so much worse. It's like the grass is always greener...you know when you hop over that fence it is definitely not going to be. So I think my pennance should be 2 Old McDonalds and 3 Dr. Seuss books! Do you agree?
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Edited to add: Another reason I wish I didn't have a child...today my bank branch got robbed. Luckily for me I was not there (I've dodged the bulled twice now...). But the man that got robbed lost his wife to breast cancer a few years ago and if the robber would have shot him (he showed the teller a gun and called it "id") his two little girls would have no parents. I would never want to leave my child without a parent because I would feel terrible. I guess technically I woudln't feel anything seeing that I would be dead, but you know.