Since the beginning, this website was positioned to examine the transition of outdoor adventurers to parenthood, the emphasis being on transition. But a transition implies there is an end point or a new phase – like reaching a summit – and so far in parenthood, I feel like I’m on a neverending climb. Just when I think I have reached the top, when I think perhaps I have made that ‘transition’, I realize I have so much farther to go.
You can look at it as comical, a “learning experience”, or just downright frustrating. No matter who you look at it, it seems we’ve reached one of the toughest stages as an outdoor family: getting out in winter conditions with a 22-month-old. If Maya’s favourite phrases these days are any indication (I do it. I walk. I don’t want to. No.), we’ve gotten about as far as the curb in front of our house and the “adventure” is already over.
If there’s a three-word phrase I’ve heard as much as “Just you wait…” as a new parent it would be “Enjoy it because….”. Both phrases are meant to inspire me to appreciate what I have in the here and now. But, they both make my skin crawl. As if parenting wasn’t challenging enough, people have to constantly remind me of how much harder it’s going to get. Or that there is something worth dreading on the journey ahead.