I wish I never wanted to have children. Like I wish I had no desire to reproduce at all. This way I’d be free of worry for my DC.
I can live for months not being anxious for something really bad that could potentially happen to them, but sometimes I feel so helpless knowing I can’t shield them from everything. I’m not a helicopter parent, so my worries don’t really affect DC but they eat me inside, mixed with guilt of what I could have done better during their infant years. This kind of feelings is so debilitating. I know I’m not having a good evening today, but I think this is the worst part of parenting. Not sleepless nights, not the fact that you life turned upside down by having DC. But purely knowing I’ve created this “Achille’s heel” for myself and I will never get rid of it even when they are grown ups. How do you cope with that?