I love my kids, I just hate parenting
When did parenting get so serious?
Every where you look these days, parents are up in arms about the ways other people raise their kids. Don’t Cry It Out! Don’t spank! No TV! No fast food! No smoking!
And yet, despite all these precautions, the ultimate result – the person your kid ends up being, regardless of how strictly or loosely he is raised – is still a mystery. So why can’t we all lighten up a bit?
Why so serious?
I’ve posted before about the ramifications of my son growing up to be someone I can’t stand, and about the inconvenience of him preferring his mother to me. But I haven’t really delved into the bigger issue that comes with the question of who my son prefers, or, really, whether my son likes MomandBuried or me at all.
Does it even matter if my son likes me?
From a practical perspective, I’m inclined to think not.
My wife and I are starting to consider the morbid question of whom to ask to raise our son should something tragic happen. It’s a tough question, and there are lots of candidates. We’ve already eliminated Katherine Heigl and Josh Duhamel from consideration, but that’s about it. Well, we’ve eliminated them and whoever wrote thisRead more about This Narrows It Down a Bit…[…]
I have a friend who is due to have his second kid any day now. I have several other friends who already have two kids, and another friend who is actively gunning for a third.
All this while my wife and I are sitting here, kinda-sorta feeling okay with just the one.
But is that okay with everyone else? More importantly, is it okay for our son? It’s the only child conundrum!
Read more about The Only Child Conundrum, Part 1: Just One Kid Is Alright. Right? …