No help with late-night feedings or diapering or bathing. No comforting the pain of a teething infant or the woes of an ailing child. No frustration from temper tantrums or the constant worrying and fatigue. While they missed out on the chores of parenthood, they also missed out on the perks.
They missed the late night feedings and the satisfaction of nourishing your child. They missed out on the gazing eyes looking up upon me from over a warm bottle of formula. They missed out on the diapering and the tickles and giggles in between diapers. They missed out on the bath times that they love so much. They missed out on splashes and soapy hands and the delight of a child with bubbles all around. They missed out on being the one their child finds comfort from an aching mouth. They missed out on being the one to dry thousands of tears, only to cry thousands yourself when the hurting has stopped and no one is looking. They missed out on the gratification and pride you get from nursing an ill baby with a runny nose and sore throat back to the baby that runs and plays with no worries. They missed out on all the tantrums, that are to be told as stories later on in life. Most of all, they missed out on making their life worthwhile and important. While they were enjoying what they thought was their lives, they missed out on what should be their real life, their child. And all the joy they bring everyone they come in contact with.
They missed the late night feedings and the satisfaction of nourishing your child. They missed out on the gazing eyes looking up upon me from over a warm bottle of formula. They missed out on the diapering and the tickles and giggles in between diapers. They missed out on the bath times that they love so much. They missed out on splashes and soapy hands and the delight of a child with bubbles all around. They missed out on being the one their child finds comfort from an aching mouth. They missed out on being the one to dry thousands of tears, only to cry thousands yourself when the hurting has stopped and no one is looking. They missed out on the gratification and pride you get from nursing an ill baby with a runny nose and sore throat back to the baby that runs and plays with no worries. They missed out on all the tantrums, that are to be told as stories later on in life. Most of all, they missed out on making their life worthwhile and important. While they were enjoying what they thought was their lives, they missed out on what should be their real life, their child. And all the joy they bring everyone they come in contact with.
