Doesn’t need to be a life or death situation, just any moment in your life where you found yourself saying “Holy shit, I can’t believe this is happening!”
Doesn’t need to be a life or death situation, just any moment in your life where you found yourself saying “Holy shit, I can’t believe this is happening!”
Arriving home with my newborn son. It was the first moment when it really sank in that I’m a parent and we have to take care of this tiny little thing.
It wasn’t a warm feeling but more of a fuuuuuck! What do we do? What do we do?! feeling. The enormity of the responsibility just overwhelmed me.
I somehow got through it and the post-natal care lady that visited a few hours later really helped with grounding the situation.
Anyway, it’s not a crazy situation for most of you. But for me it really felt like a “I can’t believe this is happening!” situation.
“I need an adult!!! Wait… I am the adult!?”
We all need someone to look up to. Eventually YOU become the person that people look up to, especially if you have kids. I think about that often and it’s sobering because it’s a huge responsibility.
It’s a responsiblity that should be only happening to people who’ve lived long-enough to have the basis, in experience, for doing it.
We’ve been failing children, more & more profoundly, as we’ve been letting the segregation-of-authority-from-responsibility and segregation-of-wealth-from-earners progress…
I do think I is an earth shattering situation for many. It was for me.
I remember my poor niece saying, “I can’t believe they let us leave the hospital with her! She’s so tiny and fragile! We don’t know what we’re doing!”
Right? For me, the realisation struck when we left the hospital: two people go into a building, three people come out. Carrying my baby daughter was such a crazy experience that first day.
^((nevermind the mathematician’s observation of “if one more person were to enter, the building would be empty again”))