Parenting is Hard

For those who don’t have kids, here’s a news flash: Parenting is a waking nightmare that never ends.

Well, that’s the case if you care. You want to teach them the important lessons in life but fear the unknown: you don’t know if you used the right words for them to best understand, you don’t know if you used the right tone to best convey importance, you don’t know a lot of things because humans are freaking complex machines with emotional overrides. Did they sulk away thinking only that I know nothing and don’t care, or did they sulk away contemplating the correction I offered to help life go even a little bit easier for them?

Hell if I know because I don’t. I don’t know a lot of things, and I will likely die not knowing if my parenting helped them be prepared for the adult world or just messed them up. I fear the latter. Maybe it’s better that I don’t know, but I hate not knowing the best choice.

At least I care and try; I’ve got that going for me. Everything else is a crap shoot.