Rising tide

When does it get easier?

It's been a tough week for me.  For a lot of reasons I won't get into here, but suffice to say I'm struggling.  The other night, when there was a brief moment of respite in between all the kids trying to out-shout and out-cry each other, I looked at my partner and said, "Good Lord, when does it get easier?"

Unfortunately, he didn't have an answer for me.  And I keep replaying that question in my head.  I remember asking it so desperately when the twins were babies.  "When does it get easier?"  It's a question I hear now from the new parents I work with, and clearly I haven't found a satisfactory answer because I'm still asking it.  



We invest our time, energy, love, and care in creating children who will live in the world we are all co-creating together each day.  We create that world through our actions and treatment of others, and Lindsay and I see that as the key to creating a world where women of all ages, all reproductive statuses, all colors, all genders, and all classes feel supported and safe in the world.