just judging from the way I am with my dog and how little respect he has for me I have no backbone or ability to assert authority and I would probably just give up right away. I also have had very little experience in my life dealing with children. This is why Iā€™m not a mother I donā€™t feel that I am ready yet to handle even one child on so many levels (I know people say that nobody is ready before they get there and that parenthood in itself is a transformative experience Iā€™m not here to debate that oneā€¦)
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having to raise a person from the ground up to be a kind, well behaved, intelligent and emotionally stable person sounds like the hardest thing ever, actually. But at the same time I want children and to be a mom sounds like the greatest thing ever too. Alexa play I think about it all the time by charli xcx
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Iā€™m not a parent and do not plan to be. Kids can wear me out fast with their high energy and noise level; it leaves me very over-stimulated. But itā€™s pretty extreme when people say they ā€hate kidsā€ and I often feel itā€™s a reflection of their childhood and beliefs around how kids ā€œshould be.ā€ That they were expected to be quiet, obedient, and out of the way by their parents when they were little. Itā€™s fucking hard to be a kid. Youā€™re dealing with a rapidly-changing body and underdeveloped brain, managed by flawed adults who are enforcing boundaries that you do not understand. Itā€™s confusing and hard to manage your feelings and honestly just a lot. People are impatient with kids when theyā€˜re brand new to the world and figuring it all out, and this is a time kids need a friend the most. Children can also be teachers to adults with how they are less habituated to the world. They teach us how to be free and open-hearted and silly and imaginative. A good practice is to be kinder and gentler with kids. If that feels difficult, start with gentleness toward your inner child. Maybe thatā€™s the child in your life that needs your attention and kindness most.
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Having an online audience of any kind or a patreon is a huge responsibility, but I highly recommend making your way towards the goal of eventually having or making children. Iā€™m a dada to a 2.5 year old little boy, named Dashiell (Dash) - with our little girl Meadow set to arrive in August. This is by far the hardest group project Iā€™ve ever been a part of - I wonā€™t mention the endless list of things we all see when millennials talk about how tired they are, or how their boobs hurt (mine donā€™t, but if you have boobs they will hurt bad) - but when he takes my hand and pulls me in the direction he wants to go, or makes fun of something stupid I did in front of him (he has a way of saying ā€œohhh, daaaaddaaaā€ which just levels me ) - I swear Iā€™ve never felt a bigger or more true love in my entire life. Everything fades, everything dies, except the love of a child. Unless you really fuck with them, be good to your kids and love them a lot. I swear thereā€™s nothing better than this, absolutely nothing. Thereā€™s nothing better than love, I swear.

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