It’s been a millennia since I’ve posted. Third trimester woes then my son’s birth and the weeks of adjusting that followed prevented my brain and I from developing coherent thoughts much less captivating blog articles. Just over a month after an arduous 20+ hour labor and delivery it’s safe to say I still have no idea what I’m doing, but progress is certainly being made. Many tears have been shed, both happy and sad and sleep has been…forgotten.
Since becoming a mom, I’ve found it increasingly amusing all the books, blogs and social media posts of fellow new or new-ish mothers about how fabulous all this newness is. Ha!
Let me first say that I do enjoy being a mom and I do feel like I wear some invisible badge of honor. I am so looking forward to all the “firsts” my son and I will have and the new path my life is starting to take. Having said that, I am also realistic and sarcastic by nature but I try to maintain a loving attitude I think it’s awesome that moms are so positive and “oh, it’s so rewarding” about motherhood but personally, I really enjoy hearing the REAL stories, emotions and what truly happens when you’re pulling your hair out at 2:30AM.
Sure, your 3 week old’s colicky symptoms “made you a better mom” “taught you so many lessons” and “really wasn’t that bad…” but, isn’t it refreshing to hear women admit, “You know, that was the hardest thing ever.” “I hated every second of that phase.” “I cried constantly.”
I don’t care for Debbie Downers but I respect and appreciate the brutal honestly in all areas of my life but especially from women who’ve just become new moms.
Be honest, cry your eyes out, accept help when it’s extended to you, rest and try to laugh (if you can).
I thought it would be fun for any future posts to share my thoughts and experiences on all this ‘new mom-ness’ for my own sanity and the amusement of others.