Parenting is hard. It is not for the faint of heart. It is physically demanding and emotionally taxing. We are the recipients of literal and figurative vomit. We are police officers, nurses, chefs, chauffeurs, and therapists. We allow our hearts to walk around outside our bodies all day with the hope that they will return to us at night.
Yet even with all those challenges, I think the hardest part of parenting is putting aside our egos in order to see the child who is actually in front of us instead of the child we hoped would be in front of us. The funhouse mirror of social media - in which we see the polished and curated view of everyone else’s children but only the stark reality of our own - certainly doesn’t help assuage our psyches.