In the article, the author zoned in on the dichotomy between one's stated perception of parenthood compared with true feelings:
if you ask people about their greatest happiness in life, more than a third mention their children or grandchildren, but when they use a diary to record their happiness, it turns out that taking care of the kids is a downer—parenting ranks just a bit higher than housework, and falls below sex, socializing with friends, watching TV, praying, eating, and cooking.
It caused me to consider my own experience. While I admit that there were moments that tested me, my experience was positive, but possibly for a different reason.
While I appreciated my children as people that were "mine", I realized that parenthood was important for me to become a person. I looked upon parenthood somewhat as a remedy to my ineptitudes and deficiencies. My children were tutors for me to develop into a person I became (of course, they could question how well they served that role!). At any rate, parenthood made me a better person (probably not saying much!) and I appreciated what they did for me. For good or bad, they can take credit for what I became!
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