I just assumed my kids would be the happy go lucky, chilled out, friendly ones. Of course they’ll have their moments but you assume, if you ‘do parenting’ okay, they will be great kids you enjoy spending time with. The difficult kids weren’t parented properly, or so I thought.
It took having my children to realise they literally come out how they are. Parenting of course has some baring. Of course trauma or neglect can f*ck up an easy one and expert parenting can make the best of a difficult one. Thing is, despite regular arguments on here about minutia, most people are good enough parents (if not better). If their kids are objectively wonderful or if they are hell it’s mostly because they came out that way, not because of parenting.
My eldest came out crying, whinging and demanding and he has never stopped. Every single day with him is exhausting. My youngest is one of the naturally easy going, grateful ones who makes me feel like a brilliant parent. My eldest is still young, so I hope with good parenting he’ll be okay. To the outside world though, he’s the child you hope you’d never get, and I sense he’ll find life quite difficult.
I wish I had more grasp on the fact what I do really means very little before I had kids. Anyone else feel the same?