The other Day, Boyfriend said something that shocked me:
"This is hard."
He was talking about parenting and I was shocked because it's the first time he's ever said it and because I don't find parenting hard...yet.
We're fortunate in that our house is small so there's not much the Bambinos can do out of my sight.
We're fortunate in that for the most part, our Bambinos are really well behaved and only throw tiny fits or whine if they're super hungry or tired.
We're fortunate in that we're both really hands on parents who divide and conquer.
We're fortunate in that our Bambinos are almost 2 and I've heard the 3s are harder.
Don't get me wrong, I'm prepared for the fact that parenting will only get more difficult, I just don't think we're there yet.
What I find hard is being in a relationship.
It's hard to open up and let yourself be vulnerable.
It's hard not to hope that this person loves you unconditionally but to always be afraid they love you conditionally.
It's hard to picture your life a certain way your whole life and then to realize that the other person bring in a whole other dynamic you were not prepared for.
It's hard to try and grow as a person and be in a relationship while the other person is still growing too.
It's hard to not wonder were this is going anytime you get in a major argument.
Being in a relationship is hard.
But I'm fortunate that no matter our ups and downs, we've committed to making our relationship work.
And for that we're all fortunate, actually.