I love having the opportunity to watch amazing women enjoy this new role in the simple matters of tutus and giggles and very first butt scoots.
But last night it was sickness and messy and fear and doubt and the less fun, but so much more real, side of parenthood.
And she owned it. Not to say that she didn't question panicked first thoughts, or ask her partner his opinions, or rely on others to help her but she took ownership of a very scary situation and didn't let the anxiety keep her from getting things done.
I am amazed at this level-headedness. When I think about parenting and especially with the first go-round of just not knowing anything, it is completely terrifying.
It was fascinating to see it up close and in the moment. I never doubted this particular friend's capacity for getting things done but to see it, actually see it, was eye opening in a very good way.
I am very grateful for these friends who outpace me in life's obstacle course. The ones who show me what it actually is, instead of just what it looks like. And now I get to take a moment to wonder if I have the trust in my own abilities and the same pragmatism during crisis.
Being a grown-up is weird, y'all.
It was fascinating to see it up close and in the moment. I never doubted this particular friend's capacity for getting things done but to see it, actually see it, was eye opening in a very good way.
I am very grateful for these friends who outpace me in life's obstacle course. The ones who show me what it actually is, instead of just what it looks like. And now I get to take a moment to wonder if I have the trust in my own abilities and the same pragmatism during crisis.
Being a grown-up is weird, y'all.
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