Why Parenting Is Definitely (Not) The Hardest Job In The World

October 14, 2012 at 10:56 pm , by 

22 months.

Here is our most recent family picture.

There is obvious humor in the fact my wife and I look normal and happy, as our son is reaching away from us and clearly wants out of the frame.

(Also, take notice of the couple in the upper right hand corner apparently embracing while they wait in line for a port-a-potty. Awkward…)

While dozens of people “liked” the picture on Facebook, no one specifically pointed out why they connected with it.

But I think I know why.

It’s because it serves as a somewhat subtle, visual reminder to fellow parents out there:

This is normal. This is good. Enjoy it for all it’s worth.

I think one of the biggest cliches in the world of parenting is this:

“Being a parent is the toughest job in the world, but it’s also the most rewarding.”

Well, I don’t buy that. Two reasons:

First, it seems pretty obvious to me that some of the toughest jobs in the world would include prostitution, coal mining, and truck driving. I mean… right?

Second, being a parent isn’t a job. It’s simply a necessary part of life.

Life itself is tough. I know, personally, I would love have access to my own free psychiatrist just to sort it all out.

But I don’t get that.

For me, I put parenting in a category like marriage. Attempting to be a good husband is not a job. In fact, it’s so much more than that.

Now that I think about it, how insulting it is to consider being married as a job. Instead, it’s a privilege with built-in responsibility and accountability so big that it can’t just be dumbed down to “a job.”

Being a parent is so huge that many moms and dads actually stay home while their spouse goes out to work in the “professional” work force. Because being a parent is that big of a deal.

It’s that time-consuming, that stressful, and that hard to put a salary amount on.

The value of a parent is essentially priceless.

So, no, I don’t think being a parent is the hardest job in the world. If nothing else, because I’m sticking with my weird prostitution answer.


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