For a long time, (at least 11 years since that’s how long it took us to finally have kids of our own) I sorta internally cringed when people would say: “People who have kids get it.” Peeved, that it seemed “exclusive” or in a way unknowingly narrow-minded of me to not be able to fully “relate” to people who do have kids. Well, like many of the cliche’s of parenting: “You’ll never love something more…” “It’s different when they’re you’re own kids…” “Your heart will grow in ways you never thought possible.” “It’s the hardest and best thing you’ll ever do.” That saying about those with kids “getting it” now rings truer because well… I do have kids.
When my brother and sister-in-law (Who I would just say is my sister; adore her) first had kids they lived in Grand Rapids. I’d get to pop-in when I had photoshoots in Michigan, snuggle the babies, I’m sure mess up their house and dishes and not think twice about it and head back home to my sleep and do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted routine. So it’s been phenomenal and eye-opening for me to see them parent (now that I am one myself) since having moved back to Chicago. They now have 4! Yes, that’s right…4 kids! If that’s not impressive, you probably don’t have kids. Just kidding. (: But seriously, I feel knee deep in it with 2. So 4…? That’s gotta be pure chaos. But for them it isn’t. They’re amazing. Well rounded. Thoughtful. Incredibly bright. funny. Inclusive. Tight-knit family. I now know what it took (and takes) to be making it that way. It’s sacrifice. It’s effort. It’s intentionality. It’s love. It’s being both self-aware and aware of others. It’s parenting. And to see the fruits of that labor within their family is amazing, motivating, and inspiring. So glad they moved back here to Chicago so my kids have more cousins to look-up-to. Love you guys dearly! And Mack attack…Well, he’s already a stud!