This was something I had posted on a blog about parenting, the reality versus what we had thought we would do- I've elaborated a little.
I hope they all grow up healthy and pretty content, and Christians. I had 5 little sisters, the youngest was 7 when I had my first. I was in grad school, asked a friend for a baby, Single mommed it for 6 years, wanted another child, met dh. He said he'd give me a bushel of babies- we have six living children and two in heaven.
I wasn't prepared for marriage to be so hard. I wasn't prepared to lose babies or miss them so much everyday. I wasn't prepared for illnesses or deaths. I wasn't prepared for how you hurt so much for your kids when they hurt. I wasn't prepared for a phone call saying my dd's best friend died when she was 16. That continues to one of my saddest memories, that was a very hard winter. I wasn't prepared for going and checking to make sure everyone's fine before I go to sleep, and wishing I could do the same for my college daughter. I wasn't prepared for how hard empty nest hit with my first one, when I was pregnant with my last one. I wasn't prepared for how sweet baby's breath smells. I wasn't prepared for wishing for that basketball shot for an uncoordinated daughter and how happy I was when she got it, or hearing a child should repeat a grade and how happy I was when she was in a school that fit her well, in her grade for her age. I wasn't prepared for how miserable it is when everyone has the flu, with one bathroom! I wasn't prepared for how fun it is to have traditions with dh, wrapping Christmas presents with that dorky fireplace on TV, him rubbing my back when I'm pregnant, that he hides Easter candy out in the open to be funny. I am secretly kind of thrilled I've become a good cook, with little money and time, the kids tell me I'm a good cook-
The births? I've had everything from home birth to high risk pregnancy and delivery. I've nursed for 13 years, but had to show the 22 year old nurse that I knew how to before I could leave the hospital. I'm telling you, she didn't know how to! She told me I did it wrong. The reality was the baby knows how.
I was prepared to work, and not prepared to stay home, now I'm happy at home for the most part, and not prepared to work more, at least for 2-3 years.
Here's something funny- my family growing up was GBGGGGGG, my family is GBGGGGG! How's that for coicidence? It feels right to me to have a big sister, big brother, and a bunch of little girls.
One more surprise- how engaged I am in this home life, I feel I'm learning lots and continue to strive for better relationships with God, my dh, and my kids. I am certainly feeling I'm using all my skills, I cringe when I say I'm a housewife, I somehow hate that term, but do love doing it. I wish we had more "status" or something for what we do.
Parenting has been my major accomplishment, and yet I don't know if I'm good at it. I get impatient, and yell, and don't have enough time to hear everything- all the kids talk a lot, and want to tell me tons of details. I like to hear them, but sometimes just run out of time. I don't know if I'm getting better or worse. In some ways I was an energetic parent with my first few kids in daycare, we had more money and did more, with these kids we cook more and watch more TV. I know now you can take a sliver out of a sleeping child, or even stitches, easier than when they are awake. I know now not to get pets I don't like. I think I let the kids know I love them so much it is like taking my breathe away, but I don't know if it has sunk in.
In the meantime, I continue to read and learn about parenting, budgeting, running a house, and education. It is my hope that I'm be a good enough parent, as I learned about in grad school with my little baby Tasha and her little Eskimo-looking face and hair sleeping in the car seat by my chair....at the time I just wanted to watch her sleeping, but did get through school with a 4.0 that semester. I think just as you want to do good for your parents when your a child, I want to do well for my kids this part of my life. I hope I can do them justice.