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Notes From A Polite New Yorker: Surviving One Year as a Parent
Way too many parents think that the fact that they've reproduced puts them on some higher moral plane.
Just over a year ago I became the father of two beautiful and perfect twin girls. It's been a great year and I look forward to many more as a Dad.
When I say my girls are perfect, please take that with a grain of salt. In theory, no one who can't speak any language fluently and soils themselves on a daily basis could be considered perfect. These girls are both unemployed and do not go to school. They waste food by throwing it on the floor or rubbing it into their hair. They rudely grab my wife's breasts. If they were adults, they'd be the worst people in the world.
I marvel at the things my girls do, but if I wasn't their father it would be pretty normal baby stuff. Just about every baby learns to walk and talk and makes cute sounds while they're trying to form words. It's a pretty normal part of life, and not exciting unless it's YOUR baby that's doing it.
I try to keep in perspective that not all people have or want children, and don't really care about the details of my children's lives. Endless child-rearing talk can get pretty old pretty fast even when you have kids. There are a lot of shitty parents out there, and you notice that even more when you become a parent yourself.
A lot of parents adopt a bullshit attitude that doesn't take other adults seriously unless they've had children. I have made it a point not to fall into this trap. Being a parent can become a crutch, and I've seen ignorant people push strollers around like they were some kind of moralistic steamroller. Way too many parents think that the fact that they've reproduced puts them on some higher moral plane.
Here, in no particular order of intensity, are five key things to expect when you become a parent:
You will get disgusting bodily fluids on you. When you set out to paint your house, you know you're going to get paint on your clothes. When you go to do carpentry, you know there will be sawdust on your shoes. You will get unpleasant bodily fluids on you when you are a parent. Just a few weeks ago, I had one of my babies on my lap as we flew from New York City to Atlanta to visit relatives over the holidays. My daughter's diaper sprung a leak, so I had large urine stains on the crotch of my pants
A baby's cry will push you towards insanity. Do you like loud, grating noises that you can't stop, waking you up at 3 a.m.? Then you'll love this aspect of parenthood. Sometimes a baby will go on a crying tantrum and drone on in the loudest, most annoying crying possible. You will do everything for the baby, and it will still cry. Something in the human psyche snaps when it's subjected to loud, unstoppable noise. Your baby will cry uncontrollably at the worst possible times, and push you to the brink of insanity. You will think dark thoughts and not act on them, and the baby will eventually stop crying.
To some extent, you will join the parenting herd. If the 25-year-old-me could see the 42-year-old me, he'd be horrified that I do things like grocery shopping and give babies baths on weekends. I'll sometimes talk parenting crap with other parents. I'll even consider buying a minivan or SUV. No part of being a parent is immune from looking lame. You think you can remain an absolute badass through any situation? Sure champ, try looking edgy while carrying a Cabbage Patch kid across a crowded restaurant.
You will lose a lot of freedom but gain a measure of immortality. There are great times when someone suggests something at the last minute that leads to a fun outing or great adventure. That tends to stop happening when you have little mouths to feed. Those days when your wife or girlfriend suggested you go to the beach or to a movie and you just drop everything and go, won't be back for a few decades. The kind of sudden outings are gone for now, and your freedom is tremendously curtailed when you have kids. But, you have insured that a piece of you will live on after you. You have helped make another human being, another small version of yourself who has a whole lifetime of glory and possibilities ahead of them.
So enjoy the measure of immortality you achieve by having kids. It will be the most annoying yet the most joyful thing you will ever do. I understand it's not for everyone, but I highly recommend it.