I still have a lot to worry about in this world. I'm not set. But I have a child. It's easily the hardest thing I've ever had to do and, tonight, just before pu

I still have a lot to worry about in this world. I'm not set. But I have a child. It's easily the hardest thing I've ever had to do and, tonight, just before putting her to sleep (and now reading your comment), I had a similar thought. The experience of raising a child is not one you plot on the scale of how we'd rate our existing lived experiences. Life becomes so much more important in a totally orthogonal way. I cannot stand the cynicism about child rearing nowadays. Our generation chooses to believe that our worries are unique (they aren't). They think they know what raising a child is like because they too were once children, or know others with children. They have no clue. Again, parenting has been f*ing hard. If I could go back to my old life in a time machine, would I? Hell no.