If you asked me to choose between my kids and my husband, I’d tell you it would be impossible. I’m a egalitarian when it comes to my family. But sometimes my actions speak louder than my words.
When my four-year-old crawls into bed in the middle of the night, it’s daddy he pushes to the side. When my two-year-old jumps up and down when my husband is trying to tell me about his day, my attention always strays to youth. The hungry newborn? She wins every time. Although my heart says one thing, my actions often say another.
A few nights ago a girlfriend told me it’s (referring to life with preschoolers) a bad time for relationships. Sadly, I have to agree and wonder, when will it be a “good” time again?
According to a recent study by the Pew Research Center, parenthood trumps marriage for most of the population. Am I a dreamer to believer one doesn’t have to trump the other and I can one day divid my attention equally?