Parenthood
Dear Diary… If being a parent had a definition, it wouldn’t just be about giving birth or sharing DNA. A parent is someone who shows up. Someone who tries, even when they don’t have all the answers. Someone who keeps choosing you, even when life makes it hard. We grow up thinking our parents know everything, that they have life figured out. But the truth? They’re just people. People with their own childhood wounds, their own struggles, their own fears. And then, one day, they’re handed a newborn and expected to be perfect. No manual, no warning, just them, figuring it out as they go. Before they were Mum and Dad, they were just two people trying to balance love, life, and themselves. A woman learning how to be strong but soft, nurturing but independent. A man trying to unlearn the world’s ideas about masculinity while figuring out how to show up emotionally. Then suddenly, they have a tiny human looking up at them, expecting them to just know how to be parents. And then another co...