Nick Cave Quotes

I think I'm an extremely good mother. I know I'm an extremely good mother. But I didn't realise how much it sucks out of you.

Sometimes it's a bizarre, fairly cold, and horrifying thing to be a parent.

Being constantly with children was like wearing a pair of shoes that were expensive and too small. She couldn't bear to throw them out, but they gave her blisters.

The more I read about feeding times, sleep times and waking-up times, the more inadequate and miserable I felt.

Being a parent is absolutely exhausting and draining, along with all the joy and love.

You know how exasperated you can be when you're the mother of five young boys.

Everyone says that when you have kids, you become crazy.

A very painful part of being a parent is having really negative feelings about your children when you love them so much.

I like bringing the girls on set, but if I can't do that then the next day I feel I have to be uber-mum to make up for it. Then I'm exhausted and feel like I'm running in fumes.

As a parent, I can get so frustrated. Any parent can!

Parents who obsess about every detail of child-rearing and orchestrate their children's 'resumes' may run themselves ragged while their own personal identities and adult relationships wither for lack of care.

Women get exhausted and beat down, and you just want to cry.

Seeing your baby in pain and seeing them crying and that sort of thing, and you're tired, and you can do nothing about it - that's, like, one of the most demoralizing things I can think of.

While being a parent has been the most fulfilling experience of my life, it comes with a price. Besides the onslaught of worries and fears that can be paralyzing, more personally there is a struggle with identity, or the fear of loss or usurpsion of identity, if that makes sense.

I think every family has that moment when the parents realize they need help and think, Oh my gosh. We cannot do this all alone. Every woman has that panic at some point in motherhood when you feel completely overwhelmed and constantly tired.

This is one thing they forget to mention in most child-rearing books, that at times you will just lose your mind. Period.

My kids were completely out of control, while I was working fifteen hours a day plus weekends. I screamed a lot, something I'm not particularly proud of, but it was that or firearms.

My children weary me. I can only see them as defective adults: feckless, destructive, frivolous, sensual, humorless.

I think part of being a parent is trying to kill your kids.

I don't know what's more exhausting about parenting: the getting up early, or acting like you know what you're doing.

You have the patience of a saint," I grumbled, slouching into a chair. "And besides, you don't hang out with him 24/7." "Neither will you. It's only 24/6." "Same difference. It might as well be 24/10." She frowned. "That doesn't make any sense.

Life continues, and some mornings, weary of the noise, discouraged by the prospect of the interminable work to keep after, sickened also by the madness of the world that leaps at you from the newspaper, finally convinced that I will not be equal to it and that I will disappoint everyone - all I want to do is sit down and wait for evening. This is what I feel like, and sometimes I yield to it.

My husband and I each had careers and two babies at home. They just demand everything from you. All the domestic duties fell to me and this resentment builds, as I think happens to a lot of young parents who have competing careers.

Long week. Long month. Long life.

Children: a torment and nothing more.