My brain can only handle so much

[cm0002@lemmy.world]

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[fredselfish@lemmy.world]

Oh it gets worse from there. Just wait until he becomes a teenager. Then fun begins.

[stinky@redlemmy.com]

I have been staring at this post all day do you have any idea how hard it is to not comment

[kingjalopy@lemm.ee]

How do people raise children so badly that they feel this way? After 10 years I only feel pride in what my smart ass cynic daughter tells me.

[jol@discuss.tchncs.de]

I guess it's luck of the draw. Children's personality is both nature and nurture, and some people are kinda bad at the nurture part. Also some people are just not that interest in what a baby has to say regardless of them being their baby. That's how you get parents constantly angry at their kids (and traumatized kids).

[treczoks@lemmy.world]

The first two years of a child: When will it walk? When will it talk?

The next 16 years: Will you finally sit down and shut up?

[engywuck@lemm.ee]

Can relate.

[saganaki@lemmy.one]

I love my kids but… I’m tired, boss.

[pfm@scribe.disroot.org]

Hey, you didn't need to reveal my secret to everyone!

[dozzi92@lemmy.world]

I'm tired, but I'm not sure I truly loved my kids until they started taking, and now I love them more every day, it's disgusting. I value the times we sit down and talk seriously, I love to know what their young minds find important.

[saganaki@lemmy.one]

Oh, I most definitely love my kids. Seeing their thought processes always makes my day.

But…I’m in exceptional circumstances. My son lost bowel and bladder control 2y ago (tumor on his spinal cord). Had to live in the hospital a year. Took its toll on our now 9yo daughter…

And now, my son is STILL used to being woken up every couple of hours for blood pressure checks and who is also awoken at that point? Yep—me.

I don’t remember the last time I woke up feeling rested.

[jaschen@lemm.ee]

I don't know. I enjoy everything my son has said so far.

Maybe one day I won't enjoy it, but for now, I can't get enough.

[anomnom@sh.itjust.works]

The Bluey episode where she and Bingo paint each other to match is exactly accurate to my now 7 year old son. He talks just to talk, and if he runs out of things to say, circles around the house making random sounds, just to hear himself.

That’s how we know it’s time to get to a playground. Dog help you if it’s raining.