Raising a baby into an adult takes all the don’t want to’s you can muster.  You don’t want to be awakened on the hour- all night-every night (absolutely no weekends off) but you are.  You’re squeamish around vomit and poop, but you’re erasing them daily (again no weekends off).  Your lovely furniture is hidden behind a Pack n Play, yards of plastic corral panels, 1000 rainbow colored stack rings and a half dozen giraffes named Sophie.  Your kitchen, once a shrine to culinary experimentation is a sea of PABA free bowls and bottles that need washing.