I'm a new parent this year and I was not mentally prepared for it (lol is anyone?) For a few months, I regretted my decision to have kids almost constantly. It gnawed on me. Then I stumbled upon the regretfulparents subreddit. Seeing the posts was pitiful. I saw how destructive it is to our psyches to carry around regret and let it wear us down. I cringed seeing the posts, mostly because I felt the same way they did,…
The first 6 months are incredibly difficult, as there's nothing to do but cry and feed. It will never be perfect, but it gets better.
One perspective that helped me was "little people, little problems". In few years they might be drinking your booze and stealing your car.
Mine are five and eight now. There's still rarely 15 minutes. Somebody's hungry, somebody's hitting somebody, somebody's having another meltdown.
On occasion though, they get interested in whatever I'm doing though, so that's nice.