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Rise above it for the children

Parenthood; once you become a parent, you are for the rest of your life, first and foremost a parent. You are many other things as well; you may be a daughter, a brother, a wife, a friend. You might be a career person, or perhaps you stay at home. You might be a talented athlete, or maybe you are an artist. There could be a million other things that you are, but no matter what, no matter what you do, or how well you do them, being a parent is your number one responsibility and should be your number one priority.

It's a lot to take in. It's a huge responsibility, and it should not be a decision that is entered into lightly. When two consenting adults decide to create a beautiful life together, they are making the commitment to dedicate the rest of their lives to another person. The weight of it can feel almost crippling at times, but that is the reality. This tiny, little human is going to rely on you for everything. All the time. As they grow, they will learn, and they will become more independent, but they will never stop needing you, you are their parent.

Our children; what beautiful blessings they are. We can never, ever forget this. We chose them. They did not choose us. They did not choose to be caught up in terrible, nasty divorces and adult disagreements. They did not choose to be surrounded by sadness and hatred. They don’t choose to be exposed to the ugliness of the world. These are all adult things that should not be thrust upon them. They are children. They deserve better. We need to do better. We need to rise up. We must be the parents that these beautiful little children need and deserve. Because we chose them, and in doing so, we committed to making them our number one priority.

Life; no one ever said it was easy, no one ever said it would be so hard. It is fucking hard. We cannot let our filth destroy the light that is inside of these beautiful little miracles that we created. They don't understand hate. They don't feel disgust. They do not know true sorrow. They are innocent, and pure, and naive, and whole. All they want is to be loved, and all they need is love. It is up to us to remember, that we chose them. Even when life is too fucking hard. It is up to us to put on our big girl panties, and suck it the fuck up. Put a goddamn smile on our face, and pretend that life isn't so fucking hard. Be present. Love them. We owe it to them. We will rise up for the children, and we will be the parents that they deserve, because they didn't get a choice. Let's give them the chance that they deserve to be happy. Not because it's easy, but because it is right, because their happiness is our responsibility and they are our priority.

xo Guest Blogger


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