Well, this is it. We’re still alive, and we’ve reached a place not many thought we would…the end of the 2018.
I’ve had a very…interesting 2018. I’ve experienced many of my highest highs, and lowest lows in 2018; it’s been no smooth ride, I can tell you that. In fact; if I could described my 2018 in one word, it would be – headache.
That’s right; headache. Raising two kids under 7, trying to hold together, and eventually failing at, a dying marriage, turning 40 this year…alone. My year has felt like one big, roller coaster, with every dip, drop and loop imaginable. Stuff like that gives me motion sickness, and just thinking about it is bringing on an anxiety migraine.
That’s why you need to take of yourself in the new year. And nooooo! This isn’t going to be some corny, Eat, Pray, Loveyourself in 2019 post you see all over the internet right now.
The last 3 months of the year are always the same. With Halloween, Thanksgiving, and then Christmas (or whatever you celebrate, don’t shoot the messenger) at the end of each month, it’s no wonder every January is the month gyms see their memberships increase dramatically.
The fear of weight-gain isn’t so much an issue with me; I’m already chubby, so I got extra room. But, because of that extra weight, and probably because my stomach hates me after all these years of abuse; I find that the sweets that come with this time of year give me really bad heartburn. This year I found out it’s not just me who gets that heartburn; my son does too. I didn’t even know kid could get heartburn.
Parents don’t give themselves enough credit. And let’s be honest on why that is; we’re either spending most of our time questioning every decision we make, trying to keep up with impossible societal standards, that we convince ourselves we suck, or, the moment we actually *do* feel good about ourselves, and brag a little, the internet turns on you and tells you to stop bragging so much, and lets you know how not special you are. Parenting…damned if you do, damned if you don’t.
Don’t even think about stealing that…I’m trademarking it now!
Last week, I shared a post about how to be the best dad you can be, but you know what…being a good a parent is so yesterday. We bust our rear ends, and for what? That’s why I say, we forget this whole being a great parent thing, and instead we do the opposite. That’s right! You heard me correctly. I’m now saying, we parents, stop trying so hard. Start phoning it in a bit. Hell, lower the bar so much, that when you actually do roll out of bed, and just happen to feed those ungrateful mongrels, you’re likely to be crowned parent of the year status.
Some people get to be a dad because of chance; others are fathers by choice. No matter the circumstance that guides you to the your new path, the journey of fatherhood become a dad it is an amazing privilege, as it will be filled with tremendous moments of joy and inspiration. But, it is, at the same time a tremendous responsibility, because that same path will be filled with scary moments and times of uncertainty. In fact, it may seem overwhelming at times – some (like me), might even say, most of the time, but your role as a father is to be the best dad you can be. That may sound or feel daunting, but I assure you….it is! It’s also totally worth it, and you can do it with simple steps.