I have read a few posts lately on some blogs (first phrase out of mouth about 20x a day- Blogs are my social life right now) when I realized there were some that really hit home to where I am RIGHT NOW.
The no sleep, tired of no sleep but started to get used to it phase. I love babies, but I love them exponentially more with each hour of consecutive sleep that they get.
Check out their words (I am a reader, NOT a writer) they say it best.
Don't Seize the Day
"Being told, in a million different ways to CARPE DIEM makes me worry that if I'm not in a constant state of intense gratitude and ecstasy, I'm doing something wrong."
"Why is it that the second a mother admits that it's hard, people feel the need to suggest that maybe she's not doing it right?"
Reminiscing unfondly about Sleep Deprivation
"You might think you are inept at things, can't get it together, don't understand how other people actually do things. It's not you, it's sleep."
"I’m sure I’ll miss my babies when they are grown (people always say you do). But here’s some food for thought: What if I don’t? I have an 11-year-old and while I occasionally feel pangs as he grows, I don’t miss him as a baby. Now he’s fun to talk to, has good taste in books and movies, can carry stuff, and knows how to make quesadillas. What’s to miss?"
Read and tell me your thoughts. I would love to hear them.
1 comments:
I've never felt "mommy guilt" intensely, and I've fielded comments from all sorts of awesome people about it. I just don't get it, I feel guilt about other things, but I've never had a hard time leaving them for short or long periods of time. I know for a fact that I won't miss cleaning up feces and urine or dealing with violent thrashing public tantrums. I vaguely remember them as babies so I dunno that I miss that stage besides all the voluntary cuddling... Nope, I like them more every year. I think they're great and I'm doing a decent job with them, but they aren't my whole existence, if that makes sense? They take up a huge part of me, but I don't place 100% of my self worth in them, maybe that's why I have less guilt about stuff? Maybe I just have different expectations, and maybe finally the jig is up and people are realizing that motherhood is a lot harder than all those "perfect 1950s housewives" made it look?
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