Parenting is wild, man. Like, seriously, when are you supposed to feel like a full-grown responsible adult? My parents said it was when you have kids, but I beg to differ. All I feel like is a big kid raising other kids. It’s like Lord of the Flies in here, expect without the bad parts… Whoever is raising kids on their own, wow. Just WOW. You truly are the strongest person in the world. How do you do that? It really feels like it takes a village. It takes the mom, dad, grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins, besties, nannies, schools, Goodwill toy bins, playgrounds, etc. Like, if I lived in the middle of nowhere and had to do this all on my own, I think I’d crack like an egg from a 12 story building. Humpty Dumpty wouldn’t even be able to put me back together. Don’t get me wrong! Parents love their kids! They are the apple of their eye, their strongest love, but they are exhaaaaausting. If you don’t think that, are you even a human parent?