Three years ago today, my son Joseph made me a mom. Looking back on my life without him feels odd, almost like there was never actually a time that he wasn’t here. Maybe he always has been here, in someway, like his soul, but becoming a mom is a pretty abrupt change. I’ve been reflecting a lot over the past few weeks on that subject – becoming a mom – and here’s a random list of what I’ve come up with.
- Down time does not exist. Even when I get both kids down for their naps, there is always something that needs to be done (laundry, dishes, dinner, laundry, bills, work, laundry, emails, laundry). Then when I get it done, someone inevitably wakes up.
- Kids are a workout. The lifting, the holding, the carrying, the squirming – it’s an all day athletic event.
- Hormones are cuuuuraaaazy. Especially the postpartum ones. I was not ready to experience THAT.
- You stop being phased by coming in contact with other people’s bodily fluids. I mean I wouldn’t want to touch a complete stranger’s whatever, but it doesn’t really gross me out.
- Stay at home mom, working mom, or anywhere in between – there’s really no easy way to slice it. I’ve straddled the line between working and stay at home, and it’s hard. Just plain hard. When I think another mom’s situation looks easy, she fills me in on a little sliver of her day and I’m made aware that every single situation has its challenges.
- Everyone says this, but I will agree: I never knew exhaustion until becoming a mom. Before motherhood, if I was tired, I could sleep. Once I had kids, well, see #1.
- Thinking back on labor and delivery, I realize what superwomen I and all women are. And it honestly doesn’t matter whether it was a drug-free all natural home birth to a scheduled c-section, bringing life into this world is miraculous.
- I thought I had patience. I now know it’s something I really need to work on.
- Holding an adult conversation while my kids are around is extremely challenging. This one frustrates me because I genuinely want to be listening and participating in the grown-up talk that’s going on, but with half of my energy focusing on whether anyone is hurt/tired/hungry/crying, I can’t always catch what the other adult is saying (and for that I’m sorry!).
- If dinner isn’t made by 10 A.M. it’s not getting made. This is something my mother-in-law told me when I was a new mom and it has stuck with me ever since. She is completely right.
- I honestly didn’t know how I was capable of loving someone else so much. It sounds corny but it’s true. Experiencing the mother’s love for her children is so powerful and gripping. Knowing what that love feels like truly is worth the challenges that entwine themselves within motherhood.
Have some thoughts on becoming a mom? Leave ’em in the comments!