Raising children is the hardest job you’ll ever love. Yeah. It’s not easy. If it were easy it wouldn’t be nearly as amazing. There is something deeply satisfying and wonderful within a bond between two people who have shared the same heartbeat. I don’t care if you shared it from the inside, or if it came from holding your child to your chest to sooth him or her, or if your heart was so full of love that you adopted a child. Your heart, love, hopes, dreams, aspirations, and all of the good things in life are inside of your child. It doesn’t matter how it got there. All that matters is that you revel in it. Your child is an amazing little person and he or she needs your love and care.
But I digress. Even though this is the hardest job you’ll ever love, it’s not as hard as you might think. Well, it doesn’t have to be, anyway.
I spent an almost insane amount of time researching and reading while I was pregnant. I spent even more time once he was born, because I had to know what was lurking around the corner. I wanted to anticipate his needs as much as possible. I’m a single mom, so I wanted to make sure I was ready for anything. I discovered that by recording everything I did for him, I could learn his routines and begin to anticipate his hunger before he had a chance to cry. I could predict a poop with an almost uncanny accuracy. I learned how to get him to sleep quickly and comfortably very early on. Once I had gotten most of this figured out, life was so much simpler. Sure, once in awhile he’d throw me a curve ball, but I had built such a knowledge base up that it was a lot simpler to adapt.
This page is dedicated to sharing that information with you.