When I was a Psychology student at UNI, I read that the majority of time spent parenting evokes "bad" feelings. (Like annoyance, overwhelmed, frustrated, tired, angry, irritated, etc.) However, our brains are hard-wired to procreate, so we magically tend to remember the "good" feeling times. Thus, we want to reproduce and populate the world. As I look around at the people I know with children, I'm coming to the conclusion that this has got to be true.
However, I'm getting worried that Mason and I are the opposite. Our conversations about "baby charlie" aren't all that positive or endearing. We remember them with a sense of, "I'm so glad that phase is over!" And then I feel guilty! Everyone LOVES babies, right? Everyone misses the baby phase and complains about their school-age children being rude and greedy and mouthy. So I keep trying not to wish the baby time away but it's so hard! I just can't wait for my little guy to be a big boy. I (usually) LOVE kids.... I'm just not a huge baby fan. (Someday, I know I will probably regret saying this and I'll miss my little baby time)
Mason and I are so torn with the idea of having another baby. If we decide to, we probably will wait a few more years. But at that point, won't we be so comfortable with Charlie that we'll be terrified to add a baby to the mix again? I look at photos of friends, and their families just look so easy. I'm sure their babies never cry. I'm sure my friends never long for the lost days of pre-children. I'm sure they get frustrated with their children but they definitely aren't wishing away their years at home. I'm sure nobody else has such guilty thoughts like me.
So I decided to browse through my iphoto library--and to my amazement, my photos reflect that same thing! Our pictures look so easy-going and fun--like being a family of three is the most simple, natural, beautiful thing ever. I think I need to bathe in these photos more often...
Photos we kept to ourselves (AKA: Reality)
Photos we shared with others: (AKA: Another Reality)