“I have a dream, I have a vision, I have a mission, I have to do something, I will do this at this time; the thoughts of everybody; how do I deal with that obstacle? how do I get there? ; troubling questions for everybody! Releasing ourselves, plugging into the purpose, challenging the challenges, questioning the unquestionable, taking the chances; the asset and audacity of somebody. Everybody has a dream but, it is somebody who gets to the dream.” ~ Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
There is a lot of pain, anguish, fear, anticipation, disappointment and frustration in the life of a parent. But the good news is, none of these is present all the time.
The joy of being a creator of new life, the zeal of passing on our values to a child.
The hope of doing enough to help our progeny grow up into kind human beings, the satisfaction of having provided enough love and support can often be enough to keep us sailing through the rough waters, day after day.
I’d be lying if I say that the peace that fills my heart when my child shows that her universe revolves around me makes me forget that I have had a rough day.
The teeny weeny moments of laughing for no rhyme or reason often work as erasers of the furrows on my brows. The laugh lines, the greying hair don’t even register as points of worry as compared to the grumpy look on my child’s face.
The ecstasy of being the role model to an innocent child, the hustle of providing everything a child can ever need to the mayhem over 18 hours every day makes parenting a life-changing experience.
Honestly speaking, there are plenty of rough patches in the journey of being a parent and more so if you’re a single parent like me.
But, hey, isn’t that the case with every relationship?
Don’t boyfriends forever keep complaining that they have no clue what their girl wants?
Don’t newlyweds keep saying they’re learning the ropes but are overwhelmed by the new-found added responsibilities?
Aren’t our lives changed the minute we’re in a committed relationship?
Don’t we make sacrifices and life-changing decisions in one way or the other in every relationship?
Then why is there so much hue and cry about life as a parent?
When I sat to think about this I realized that perhaps we have grown accustomed to the idea of placing parents and everything they do on a high pedestal.
This is what empowers the ideology that parents are always right because they are super-humans.
Being a parent myself, I beg to differ.
I believe parents are ordinary human beings and like any non-parent, we are prone to making wrong choices, making errors, putting convenience first in certain circumstances, missing out on the bigger picture, failing to understand what a child really wants and much more.
The beauty, the real joy of being a parent lies in the unconditional love that they share with the extension of themselves, their child (or children).
Beyond the pain, tears, responsibilities and tantrums lies the magical, innocent world of a child’s imagination that can make any half glass appear half full.
This alacrity of a bond that never loses its value, the earnestness to give life’s best to our child, the drive to keep going with a smile come what may make a parent-child relationship extra special.
Beyond all rules, advises and shortcuts to being a smart parent, lies the passion that makes us dance like puppets to the tunes of a tiny bundle of joy.
It is in the twinkle of the child’s eyes where the real zeal of life lies.
* This post is part of the April A to Z Challenge. My theme is Parenting.
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