No, it never gets any easier. We think that we only have to power through the early years, the sleepless nights, the frustration of not being able to know exactly what it is that our little one is screaming about. But no. The fear of misunderstanding our infant's needs only turns into a fear of underestimating thier needs. We go from worrying about not being able to keep them safe and sheltered enough to worrying about oversheltering them and letting them determine thier own safety. Dependence or independence?
Life is one big oxymoron.
Today was one of those long, wonderful, beautiful days where my children awe and amaze me while equally terrify and peak my stress level. They make me proud of them, of myself and yet at the same time make me doubt everything I've ever done, everything I believe and every choice I make.
Is it possible for emotions to hurt from overuse?
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