It doesn’t take a village to raise a child.

It’s almost the end of what, I think, everyone can agree was a pretty rough year. 2016 will go down as the year I said “is it over?” more times then I care to admit. We’ve been through a lot this year. Stress, loss, unnecessary ER visits and personal struggles.  One day when I was thinking about listing the kids on Esty (cause, hey I made them, it counts.) A friend said to me “It takes a village to raise a child.”

I had to laugh. All I could imagine was a village of people chasing my kids saying “Put that down” Leave him alone!” “What is in your mouth?!” Then it hit me. It doesn’t take a village to raise a child. Raising kids is an exhausting, nonstop roller coaster with out the handle bars. But it’s not the village who raises the child. Day in and day out it’s us. The parents. The ones who wake up at 2am to make sure the cry is heard and taken care of. The ones who kiss the boo boos and make sure everyone gets a turn. If we’re lucky, we are the most important force in their lives.

So what is the point of a village? I mean as a species we have relied upon the idea since the dawn of time. It’s now my firm belief, after 5 years of parenting (cause that makes me an expert and I know everything there is to know and there is never a surprise in my house at all, why is your thumb stuck in the train track?!?…) that it take a village to be a parent. I know I would be lost with out my parents helping me to watch my kids so I can get things done outside the house or talk to Hubs for like 5 minutes uninterrupted. Or my sisters to talk to about what’s going on in my life. And my friends who drag me out of my ruts to realize I’m still human and not just a mother. All these people help to reduce the stress of being “on” all the time. They help to bring down the level of crazy building up in my head and help me find some peace so I can walk back into that storm of parenthood a better person.

These people are involved in the lives of my children for sure! I’m thankful for my strong relationship with my family. But at the end of the day Hubs and I will be the constant influence in our childrens moral compass. At least for now. But thanks to these people, to my village, I have a better compass to pass on.

So it does take a village.. and I am thankful for mine.

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