Thread by @joserosado

Having children is fantastic.

The highs are higher.

The lows are lowers.

There is not middle ground.

Which makes it exciting and worrisome at the same time.

Yesterday day was one of the ‘worrisome’ days for me.

My 2-yo got really sick.

Didn’t stop coughing for hours.

We were in the mountains when this happened.

So we took a 2-hr drive to the emergency room late at night.

I can’t see well at nights.

So driving fast in the highway was a distressing.

All while the kiddo was having a hard time getting his breathing right.

My wife and I were scared shitless.

we got to the emergency room in time.

But it was closed

The closest one was 10 minutes away.

It was the place where he was born.

So we felt it was ok to go there.

And it was… until the drew blood from the kiddo.

I rarely show my emotions.

When shit hits the fan I’m stoicer than the most stoic than a Seneca statue.

But the fucking nurse could draw blood from the first pinch… so she had to try again.

She did it badly

This is actually the first time I’ve had someone else’s blood on me.

Poor kid.

Yesterday he learn that we’re here to suffer.

I also relearned that.

And all we can do is find ways to lessen the suffering while giving it some meaning.

Anywho,

The kid’s fine.

I just cooked some pancakes for him with almond flour (highly recommended).

So yes, the highs are higher.

And the lows are lowers.

But I know that my suffering has meaning:

- Making sure my kids grow to be great men.

That’s my mission.

He liked the pancakes 🥰🥰🥰