I wish for a world that was more inclusive for kidlets.
I find it really hard that when I am invited to things or asked to do things it requires me to either acquire care for my child or make sure that her presence has no impact on other people and/or the event we are at. And it’s very much ingrained in all people; to be separate and to spend our time with people who are having very similar experiences of this world as our own.
But I can’t do it. It’s just too joyful and too weird and too funny. I’d rather be up at dawn with coffee and a kidlet with ragamuffin hair who singing and dancing, probably a little too loudly for the hour of the day than be at a bar at night when I can hardly breath and I can’t drink anything there anyway.