I never knew how strong I could be until I had a child. I never knew that in the face of danger, I could face that danger head on, and not know the fear I came in contact with until it was over. I never knew that when my baby girl was hurting, I would have to put on a brave face, and handle the situation like a boss!
I also never knew how weak and vulnerable I could be when I became a mom. Until recently, Marlo has been very happy and healthy. Last week she developed an ear infection, and like any normal parent, we put her on an antibiotic. Little did we know, Marlo would develop a severe allergic reaction to Amoxicillin, 8 days AFTER she started the antibiotic. She woke up this morning with both eyes swollen shut, and her face so puffy that she didn't even want to eat. I immediately started crying when I looked at her, not only because I felt badly for her, but also because there was absolutely nothing I could do to provide her relief.
My husband and I rushed her to the ER and there she was placed on steroids which are already helping.
The feeling of helplessness is something that I have never felt the way I did today. Sobbing on my husbands shoulder and having to leave the room when they took her blood made me feel like a horrible mother, but also reminded me that I am human.
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Saturday, September 23, 2017
Monday, August 14, 2017
Am I the only one?
Lately I have been reading the book, "I Just Want to Pee Alone." It is a compilation of stories mostly taken from parenting blogs. They are put together to allow other parents to find humor in their own difficult situations when dealing with their children. While it's extremely entertaining, I do not come across many stories that speak highly of parenthood, and it has been making me feel like I am the only one in the world that enjoys being a parent.
I recently read one story about only child parents getting the wrath of parents with multiple children because they don't think having just one child is as difficult as several. This kind of upset me because, I only have one child as of right now, yes, but also, having one is very hard. And don't get me wrong, I think I am the only parent in my group of friends that doesn't constantly complain about their child (yet), but that's only because I tend to focus more on the positive end of parenting rather than all the negative stuff. As only having one child, that means that my husband and I are experiencing every first, and all the frustrations and learning how to deal with them all for the first time. I think sometimes, parents of multiple children forget how hard that first time parent thing can be. I'm sure having more than one is extremely difficult, (which I'm willing to try at some point), but I have also come to realize that these people never mention their partners, whether it's a husband or significant other. Where is the support?!
My husband is a FANTASTIC father. I could not have been more blessed with the person I chose to have children with. Marty is extremely involved with Marlo, and loves her and I to bits. He is able to see when I am getting frustrated, and will immediately take over and give me a break if needed. And I do the same for him. We always end up laughing in the end, even after Marlo has thrown a tantrum because I won't let her eat the dog food. I understand that not everyone has a partner, but there is a point in parenthood where you have to be able to ask someone, anyone, grandparent, aunt/uncle, friend, for help. We've all heard the saying "It takes a village", and it really does. It bugs me when all of these bloggers, and even my friends just make humor about complaining about their children. Children are a gift. We are so lucky to have Marlo, as we had some struggles trying to get pregnant, and I know other friends that have struggled as well.
I guess what I am trying to say is that parents needs to focus on the positives and the beauty of their children, regardless of what they broke that week, or the picture they drew on the wall. Quit complaining about being a parent and embrace it. And if you can't ask for help, that's your fault. I learned a long time ago, I cannot tackle everything on my own, especially my kid. So when I'm getting stressed or overwhelmed I ask for help. I'm not a religious person, but, love and cherish that child, because before you know they will be grown up and on their own.
Sorry about my rant!
I recently read one story about only child parents getting the wrath of parents with multiple children because they don't think having just one child is as difficult as several. This kind of upset me because, I only have one child as of right now, yes, but also, having one is very hard. And don't get me wrong, I think I am the only parent in my group of friends that doesn't constantly complain about their child (yet), but that's only because I tend to focus more on the positive end of parenting rather than all the negative stuff. As only having one child, that means that my husband and I are experiencing every first, and all the frustrations and learning how to deal with them all for the first time. I think sometimes, parents of multiple children forget how hard that first time parent thing can be. I'm sure having more than one is extremely difficult, (which I'm willing to try at some point), but I have also come to realize that these people never mention their partners, whether it's a husband or significant other. Where is the support?!
My husband is a FANTASTIC father. I could not have been more blessed with the person I chose to have children with. Marty is extremely involved with Marlo, and loves her and I to bits. He is able to see when I am getting frustrated, and will immediately take over and give me a break if needed. And I do the same for him. We always end up laughing in the end, even after Marlo has thrown a tantrum because I won't let her eat the dog food. I understand that not everyone has a partner, but there is a point in parenthood where you have to be able to ask someone, anyone, grandparent, aunt/uncle, friend, for help. We've all heard the saying "It takes a village", and it really does. It bugs me when all of these bloggers, and even my friends just make humor about complaining about their children. Children are a gift. We are so lucky to have Marlo, as we had some struggles trying to get pregnant, and I know other friends that have struggled as well.
I guess what I am trying to say is that parents needs to focus on the positives and the beauty of their children, regardless of what they broke that week, or the picture they drew on the wall. Quit complaining about being a parent and embrace it. And if you can't ask for help, that's your fault. I learned a long time ago, I cannot tackle everything on my own, especially my kid. So when I'm getting stressed or overwhelmed I ask for help. I'm not a religious person, but, love and cherish that child, because before you know they will be grown up and on their own.
Sorry about my rant!
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