I’m Not Prepared for Parenthood

I thought I was prepared for motherhood. I started babysitting in my preteens. My sister had children before I was even married. Children are no stranger to me. I have changed diapers and mixed bottles.

Prior to my kiddos, I worked at an agency that had clients with the Arkansas Department of Human Services. During my time there, I helped develop a book helping educate pregnant mothers about their health and their babies’ health. I also worked on an account where we helped educate parents about the importance of well-child checkups. Lastly, I helped a colleague on an account where we helped educate parents about how to choose a childcare provider.

Needless to say, I was educated.

I was probably as prepared as a person could get, but I was not prepared for this.

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I was not prepared to rearrange my entire life around a tiny human and being okay with it.

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I was not prepared for how much I love him.

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I was not prepared to worry as much as I do.

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I was not prepared to discipline.

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I was not prepared to have this much pride for another human being.

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I was not prepared to say, “where did the time go?”

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My little boy turned 4 years old this week. I have 1 year left before he’s no longer a toddler. I have 9 years left before he is a teenager. I have 10 years before he goes to high school. I have 12 years before he gets his driver’s license. I have 14 years before he’s an adult.

I’m not prepared for him to grow up.

Happy Birthday Charlie!

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