|What a ride! Black and white photo of a mural at Pinocchio Park.|
Our almost-five-year-old child came home the other day and announced he wanted "carrots with bones." He said that the chef at his Italian pre-school prepares "delicious" carrots with bones. He declared my boneless carrots "not good."
I talked to his teachers to see if there was something, anything?, that might resemble carrots with bones. One teacher explained that since there are carrots in the meatballs that of course he thinks the carrots have bones. Another teacher reassured me that they do not insert bones in the carrots.
Sometimes parenting, perhaps especially while living abroad, is 30% confusion. Maybe all parenting is like that. Writing is at least 30% confusion.
As we approach Mother's Day, I want to send a shout-out to all parents who are working to understand their world, care for their families, work and write. It isn't (always? ever?) easy to balance so many loves and responsibilities.
I wish we could rebrand "Mother's Day" and "Father's Day" as "Parent's Day." So many of us parent a child, whether we are the official guardian, birth parent, relative or friend. Our gender doesn't matter and drawing attention to it only excludes some parents and families. As a friend of ours would say to her child about loved ones, those of us who love and care for children are "their people." We are the ones the child can depend on, laugh with, cry with and and prepare carrots for - with or without their bones.
For more on writing while parenting, you might enjoy these posts:
Cut + Paste / A Residency in Motherhood Radio Show
Guest Post: Writing Resources for Parents by Dr. DeMisty D. Bellinger