kind of a revelation

before i had kids of my own, i'd look at people with kids and think lots of nasty thoughts about them. i thought they were stupid losers... and other things like that. as i'm in the thick of the terrible twos, i kind of have a new respect for parents. on a particularly rough day with our two year old, i see in the mall, a couple with twin 3 year old girls and twin 1 year olds. and they still looked sane. i wish i could have asked them how they're managing. then something clicked within me. anyone who has kids has some kind of unspoken mutual understanding with one another. i guess that would be true with any kind of experience.. but i can't really explain it. it's like you see someone with a kid the same age as yours and you just know that they are going through the same shit you are. the question is why we chose to get ourselves into the shit. i haven't figured out the answer to that one yet. i guess the answer comes when your kid can actually make you proud or something. all i can say for now is thank god for people who like doing childcare.