The 10 Things I (Used To) Hate About Parenting

Sons, When Micah was born back in 2008, I was ready for life to change drastically. It did, but not in the way I had been preparing for. We became pregnant like 20 seconds after getting home from the hospital (Pro tip: Don’t do that), and within 11 months of becoming first-time parents, we were second-time parents. It was a complete blur. It wasn’t until 5 months after Jett was born that I had a chance to sit down and organize my thoughts on this whole parenting thing, and as it turned out, there was some stuff I really didn’t enjoy. I wrote it out as a cathartic attempt at comic relief, and forgot all about it. I ran across it this week, and now that Fisher’s here, and I’ve had a few years to calm down, I’d like to make some adjustments to the original list. You three need…

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