I have a confession to make.
I watch all televised Kardashian material and in the checkout line my eyes are drawn to the trashy magazine covers that claim to have the latest Kardashian gossip. I also get easily sucked into the Kardashian news feeds that pop up on web searches.
Why do I care about a self-absorbed, materialistic, overly-dramatic, ridiculously wealthy family, made famous through reality television and marketing? No idea.
It’s like a flour-less chocolate cake, full of calories and no nutrition. You know you shouldn’t eat it, you try not to eat it; and yet, there you are, kids in bed, quickly stuffing your face before your husband finds you in the kitchen hiding behind the refrigerator door.
On June 15 my flour-less chocolate cake had a baby with Kanye West.
Names are being speculated, websites are digitally formulating what the newborn girl looks like, and it has been reported that the first-time parents will have a full-time baby nurse for an entire year.
As expected, well-wishers are showering the comment sections with congratulatory remarks while naysayers proliferate the discussion with negativity. People can’t seem to help themselves from dialoguing about a precious and private milestone when it relates to a famous and over-exposed family. Myself included.
So, here’s my bottom line… these are new parents. Whether you agree with the Kardashian lifestyle or Kanye’s often controversially charged attitude, they just welcomed a child, five weeks early. They are embarking on the most important and simultaneously least glamorous role they’ve ever engaged. Parenthood.
If you are a parent, then you are all too familiar with what is about to hit them square in the face. Even with all the hired help in the world, ultimately, as parents we are responsible for transforming infants into productive grown people. This is no small task. I imagine that trying to raise a child under the Hollywood spotlight might lead to more than a few burns and blisters.
Kim and Kanye will be spit up on, peed on, pooped on, embarrassed by temper tantrums, deal with sassy pre-teen attitude, and left to marvel at the dichotomy of exhaustion and sheer joy.
So I say, congratulations Kim and Kanye and best of luck to you!
You are Mom and Dad to your sweet little one. Your relationship with her is far more important than our celebrity-obsessed society would lead you to believe. Love and cherish these precious moments as she grows.
Jessica Brashear is married with two children. Read her blogs here on momaha.
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