This afternoon, I drove around New York with a broken GPS (that’s my story) for 1 1/2 hours looking for the Lincoln Tunnel. I had already passed the 7 layers of the candy cane forest, but I just couldn’t seem to find the sea of swirly, twirly gumdrops. When I finally decided to ask someone, I was cruising through the sparkling clean and oh so scenic Lincoln Tunnel in no time. It was that easy. Just ask.
As I was cruising down the also gorgeous Jersey turnpike, my mind began to wander. My mind. Wandering… go figure. I love turtles. Anyway, I was saying… the ease of this “asked and answered” situation made me wonder, why didn’t I just ask sooner? Maybe I didn’t ask sooner because the birth of my second child stole my vagina, and left me with balls. I mean, everyone knows that dudes don’t ask for directions. I pondered on that one for a bit… I wondered why my mind thinks this way, but soon I was distracted by the realization that I didn’t ask sooner because I’m so used to NO ONE having the answer.
Why am I so used to this??? Because most situations where I really, desperately need someone to just give me an answer are parenting situations, and no one can tell me what to do.
Why does NO ONE have the answer? It’s SOOO frustrating. I do all of the research where of course different schools of thought can always disprove each other, and I am left with something really unsettling – my husband and I are the only ones who can decide what is right for our children. HO-LY shit. No pressure, right? Naturally, I have relentlessly hounded my friend Google for answers to tough situations, but time and time again, I get the same result – “sorry, no results found.”
It sucks. So yeah, I think the worst part of parenting is that we have to make ALL of the decisions, but yet that’s the best part of all. We just have to find a way to balance the information available to us given where science and applied knowledge stands today. Then, we must make the decision that aligns with our values for our family. No one else can do that, and we shouldn’t let them try…
On that note, good night Google.