There’s just so much no one talks about when it comes to preparing yourself to be a mom. Some of that is because we were designed to forget. We remember the good more than we remember the bad. It’s instinctual. It keeps us going and doing it all over again. It’s why everyone likes to say, “you’re going to miss it.” But they forget.
Who knew that my most pivotal parenting moments would happen from my knees instead of towering above the little people I’ve birthed? How humbling. And how reassuring. Everything I’ve been through, especially the really hard things, I will probably use to not only relate to others but to help others.
epilogue: I originally wrote this early in 2020. It’s been a tough one to share because ultimately I don’t ever want the folks who’ve helped me ‘escape’ motherhood from time-to-time to feel like I am ungrateful for all of their help. That’s the exact opposite of why I wrote this.
So, I ate a giant cookie the other day. It. Was. Gloriously chocolatey and crispy on the edges while being soft in its center. It was one amazing cookie…. but, I immediately felt sick. How could I put something so terrible for me inside my body? All that work at the gym and I’ve messed it up in a matter of minutes… 1,000 calories…. I am ruined.
- 7 min
-
8 months
- 1,002 word
Tagged 8 things, help, hindsight, list, mom