The Unexpected Joys of Being a Plant Parent (and Why You Should Join the Club)



From Black Thumb to Proud Plant Parent

Let’s be honest, I wasn’t always a natural nurturer. In fact, I had a long and embarrassing history of accidentally murdering any plant brave enough to enter my home. Cacti, succulents, you name it – they all met their demise under my care. I was convinced I possessed the opposite of a green thumb; maybe a charcoal thumb?

Then came the pandemic. Suddenly, I found myself spending an unprecedented amount of time staring at the four walls of my apartment, longing for a touch of life and color. On a whim, I adopted a sad-looking peace lily from the grocery store. To my utter shock, not only did it survive, it thrived! That’s when I realized that maybe, just maybe, I could be a plant parent after all.

Plant Parent

What started as a quarantine experiment quickly blossomed into a full-blown obsession. I discovered that being a plant parent came with a surprising number of perks:

  1. Stress Buster: There’s something incredibly therapeutic about digging in the soil, watering thirsty leaves, and watching new growth unfurl. Caring for my plants became my daily dose of mindfulness, a chance to disconnect from screens and reconnect with nature.
  2. Interior Design on a Budget: Forget expensive art prints and throw pillows, plants are the ultimate home décor hack! A strategically placed monstera can instantly transform a dull corner into a tropical oasis, while a cascading string of pearls adds a touch of boho chic.
  3. Conversation Starters: Forget awkward small talk, plants are the ultimate icebreakers! Every visitor to my apartment inevitably comments on my leafy companions, sparking conversations about favorite plant shops, propagation tips, and the inevitable “Oh, I killed one of those…” stories.

Beyond Basic: Leveling Up Your Plant Game with Propagation and Care

As my confidence grew, so did my plant collection. I graduated from easy-care succulents to slightly more demanding ferns, then tackled the challenge of a finicky calathea (which, I’m proud to say, is still alive!).

Here’s where the real fun began. I discovered the fascinating world of plant propagation, turning cuttings into baby plants and feeling like a horticultural wizard in the process. I learned the art of identifying pests (oh, the horror!) and nursing my green babies back to health.