Following up on my last post, which is really almost a year old, I’m realizing that my feelings about the sacrifices I’m making to raise my daughter are changing.
I don’t mind it so much anymore. This is partly because she’s older and is becoming more self-sufficient. She can play alone for short periods, she naps more willingly (most days), and she’s much more interactive than she used to be. I can balance my own needs for time and space with her needs for care and companionship.
If I may say so, I think I’m doing a damn good job with her. She’s a very happy and well-adjusted child (I’m basing this on what other people tell me). She’s also very smart and learning quickly, and I’m doing everything I can to help her learn. And I’m finding ways to fit my needs in and around hers.
So, would I do it again? Absolutely not. If I were to choose to have another child I would do so knowing exactly what the extent of the sacrifices are. Making that choice knowing how difficult it was the first time around would be so very stupid.