I have never watched a full episode of Jon and Kate Plus 8, but tonight, the girls asleep and Sean at work, I watched. I kind of wish I hadn’t. This parenting and marriage thing is not easy. I write about the beauty of my children and my life, and while I mean every word there is, of course a dark side. I have my eye-rolling moments or my wishing they would just for the love of all that is good go to bed moments.
None of us wants our foibles to be on display or to have someone weigh in on something based on their limited perspective. I’ve read the rants about the riches and perks, but at the end of the day it’s still a marriage and kids. The amount of energy, commitment and perseverance needed is sobering.
Listening to their interviews I thought at one point as Jon talked about the divorce requiring communication and how it might help, “You bet it does dickhead, but so did marriage,” and then I bit my tongue. Who the hell do I think I am to judge him. Sure he’s on tv, sure he is annoyingly laidback and exudes a palpable air of “Whatever, my shit doesn’t really stink,” but he is also privy to so much that we don’t know.
I want my marriage to work. I want not to screw things up for my girls, but there but for the grace of god I can see myself in this kind of failure. Kids are hard. Marriage is hard. Life is hard. It’s also breathtakingly beautiful, but I don’t believe there is a person out there who hasn’t had one outweigh the other to the point that it sours you.
Tonight I am grateful that despite some times when it has seemed bleak and some nights when I thought I was truly not capable of making it through bedtime without screaming, my kids are sleeping and I miss my husband.
We have made it through another day. So tonight, after watching that show, I am reminded that it really is day by day and each one requires work, love and biting back things that you have no business saying.
Let’s play nice and preserve the love that we can, eh?