Parenthood is not just about the joy of watching our kid(s) grow. It is as heartening to watch each other growing into our roles as a Mom and Dad.
Here are some of the “interesting” roles the Daddy in our family has to take up:
I may have already mentioned previously that he is the official poop-cleaner. As long as he’s in town or with us, he will be the one cleaning their poopy bums and doing the proper disposal of poopy diapers.
The husb is also the default bottle-washer. Unless he’s not in town or he’s busy with work, he will wash the bottles every night. While I catch up on my laptop. 🙂
With scoliosis and after two pregnancies, my core strength is pretty much non-existent. So whenever required, the husb would carry the kid while I push the stroller. Helps that the heavier kid usually prefers his Dad to carry him!
Unless the husb is out of town, the cub will DEFINITELY share our bed. It’s baffling. When the husb is out of town and I have space on my bed, the cub would roll back to his cot-bed. But when the husb is around, he will crawl his way back even if we put him back to his bed after he falls asleep. The cub loves to cozy up to his Dad during sleep and take up half of his pillow and half-of-the-bed. Even after I move him nearer to me (cos I do wanna cuddle him to sleep together), he would at some point in time during his sleep, inch back to his dad. Oh wells, I tried my best!
As for me, the Mommy:
I am the official medicine dispenser. To my credit, I made taking medicine so fun both my kids love medicine time! In fact, my cub is the one who reminds me with his “mommy mommy, take medicine!” before bedtime. Not the best example but I rather have this than having to fight a war to give them medicine.
I maintain the kids’ wardrobe – ensuring decent supply of clothes for different occasions, matching either myself, the husb or between the siblings. Periodically, I sort out the ones they grow out of for friends, charity or the recycling bin.
I seek to ensure that the four of us can be matched in some way or another at any time.
For example, a last minute family photoshoot.
Both the husb and I have to play this role as we usually have to take one each to feed during meal time. I realize we have very different feeding styles.
He is the type who will make the kid sit there and finish his food, even if the kid comes up with 101 ways not to. (Usually the throwing up bit will work. )
I’m the type who will feed the willing kid and just let the unwilling kid go hungry. To me, if you want to eat, you either feed yourself or let me feed you. If not, too bad!
It’s interesting to see how the husb and I partner each other when it comes to raising the kids. It may not always work out well but we work it out somehow.
So what interesting roles do you play in your parenting gig?