I do remember reading lots of books about parenting before Kina was born, and then of course I was fielding lots of advice, and I was thinking about all the things my parents did to raise me that I never noticed (and in many cases could never remember). I even took a job to build a parenting product (RIP NYT Parenting), partly because I figured I’d be around a lot of other people who knew what they were doing, and I could copy them.
But in the end, everything was Kina, and all I knew was Kina, and the only teacher who mattered was Kina.
I think that’s just how it goes. The most difficult job in the world, and there’s no reliable coursework. You just wing it, and it tends to work. Thanks, kid.