I happen to be one of those
wierdos descriminating movie viewers who has watched the movie Groundhog Day with Bill Murray at least half a dozen times. After a particularly frustrating day of parenthood last week, I realized that there are a number of similarities between the movie and parenthood. When re-reading what I’d written I almost decided it was too cranky to post. But, hey, there are moments when all of us feel that way. We might as well know we’re not alone, right?
So here are my top three reasons
Why Parenthood is Like “Groundhog Day”
1. Because you can’t believe it is morning. Again.
2. Because you’ve been at this long enough to predict when the kid is going to fall, but you still can’t manage to catch him without (someone) getting hurt.
3. Because the people around you act like the words coming out of your mouth are brand new. Every darned morning. (“But mom, you didn’t tell me to do my math/empty the trash/wear my shoes!”)
4. Because the only person who seems to be learning a thing is you. and yet you still don’t seem to be having a measureable impact on the chaos around you.
Your turn. What’s the most frustratingly monotonous part of your day?
(And for those of you too young to have seen this movie, see it. Just do it. If for no other reason than to better understand this post. :>) )