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4 Things That Have Surprised Me About Motherhood

Motherhood

So far, motherhood has surprised me at every turn. These surprises have been both good and bad…

Good Surprise: It can be unexpectedly funny, absurd even.

Since becoming a mom there have been times when things have become so precarious, ridiculous, or insurmountable that all I can do is laugh. In many situations, I only get the chance to laugh quietly to myself, like, when I’ve had a prolonged, unintentional, “nip-slip” while ordering coffee from an unsuspecting barista.

Bad Surprise: It can be tedious.

I’m not sure if this is the case for everyone, but I find that being a mom can be a tad (quite) tedious. I feel a twinge of guilt even writing that, but I suspect that I am not alone in finding it difficult to always match the mindfulness of children. Maintaining patience/sanity can be a challenge when your 2-year-old insists on walking slowly through EVERY SINGLE puddle on his way to the park.

Good Surprise: It can make you less judgmental.

I like to believe that I’m not an overly judgmental person, but, then again, maybe we all like to believe that about ourselves. Either way, I definitely feel that becoming a mother has made me less likely to judge others. I think this is because motherhood has made me guess, second-guess, and triple-guess myself. It’s hard not to feel humble when the only thing you’ve managed to figure out is that you’re not exactly sure what you’re doing. When you find that you have suddenly become the mom in the grocery store who is giving in to her screaming child, you reflect on times gone by when you may have passed a quick judgment or made an assumption about such a scene.

Good/Bad Surprise: It can make you more empathetic, but somehow less friendly.

Since having my first child, I have felt a deeper love and understanding for the people around me, strangers included. I find myself thinking a lot more about the fact that every person was somebody’s baby once. Remembering we were all babies makes it so much easier for me to see the sweetness and fragility in us all.

On the flip-side, having children can make you fiercely protective and this can sometimes mean being less friendly. Recently, my friend made me laugh when she described her system of keeping strangers at bay while riding the bus with her baby. She keeps her stroller covered at all times and wears headphones (with no music). This helps her avoid having people touch her baby, ask to hold her baby, or engage in a line of questioning about her baby. Apparently, before she started doing this, the frequency of all of these things happening was driving her bananas.

Mindfulness

If you’ve chosen to embark on the crazy-train called parenthood I’d love to know what has surprised you…

 

Snapshots

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My days are numbered as a momma of just one, so I’ve been spending lots of time getting out and doing fun activities with Frankie as I think we will be fairly housebound for at least a few weeks after his little brother arrives. I’ve also been getting some necessary supplies together, like the bubbles pictured above, a bottle of blue to celebrate the arrival of my little boy and a bottle of pink to celebrate the arrival of my close friend’s little girl. We are only two weeks apart so we have a collective countdown. Mine is T minus 9 days!

(a stormy trip on the Aquabus)

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Nursery Inspiration

 

Baby Blue Nursery

Looks as though full nesting mode has begun! I’ve been thinking non-stop about organizing and collecting things for the baby. Of course, none of this has really turned into anything overly productive other than intense internet searches.

I’m hoping through a mix of Craigslist, Facebook swap n’ shop groups, and some new purchases I can cobble together a natural and fun nursery for my little one. I still have a few months to go, so I plan on gathering slowly and steadily. I also want to purge many of the things I saved after having Frankie. As this is my second go at things, I’ve got a better idea of what new babies actually need (i.e. milk, diapers, wipes, cream, carrier, mom, onesies, and muslin cloths). Goodbye wipe warmer and pee-pee teepees!

Inspiration Above:

Cuddly Cloud PillowMediterranean Dreams Canvas PrintDresserNursing ChairCribGiraffeWooden Rainbow BlocksSheepskin

 

Mama Mantra

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I’ve begun to rely on a mantra of sorts to help me with both the trials and triumphs of motherhood: This too shall pass. It’s a phrase I’ve heard many times and in many different stages of my life; four simple words that have taken on a deeper meaning since becoming a mother.

I repeat this mantra when I’m soothing my son in the middle of the night, for the fifth time, after he’s inexplicably become nocturnal again. “This too shall pass,” I say to myself. He will get back to sleeping through the night…eventually.

These four words pop into my head during moments of joy, like when he races to the door to greet me after work and doesn’t want to let go of me. “This too shall pass,” I find myself thinking, as I squeeze him a little tighter. There will be a time when his excitement dwindles and his response changes to a more adult-like, “Hi, Mom.”

I say it under my breath, sitting on the bathroom floor while he tries to convince me that a) he needs me to sit right there in front of him while he’s on the potty and b) he’s not finished, even though it’s been twenty minutes. “This too shall pass,” I hear myself say. He won’t always need or want me for such things  (thank goodness).

“This too shall pass,” I think sweetly, as I fold his little shirts, empty his pockets of stones and treasures, and come across various half-eaten snacks he’s disposed of in the most surprising of places. I will only get to be the mother of this child at this particular stage once and these special and exhausting moments are going to pass all too quickly.

I try to remember when things are tough and when things are tender that this too shall pass and to savour and survive accordingly.

What about you? Do you have a life mantra or mama mantra that helps keep you calm and grateful?

 

22 Weeks

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I can’t believe it, but I’m already past the halfway mark of this pregnancy. I have felt very similar to how I felt while pregnant with Frankie, so I’m still convinced I’m having a boy. Not sure yet if I’ll find out…

I began showing so much earlier this time around, which has meant that my head has had to catch up with my body. Sometimes I still can’t even believe baby number two is on its way. I was trying to be organized and take some weekly bumpies using the Babycentre App (which I love), but somehow Frankie deleted the app off my phone. Sibling rivalry already?!

Here a few thoughts on how things have been going so far…

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Should I find Out the Sex of Baby Number 2?

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My sister’s cake at her “reveal” party.

When I first found out I was pregnant with Frankie I thought I would wait to find out his sex. I just always thought that’s what I would do. But, by the time my 20 week ultrasound rolled around, I surprised myself. After the ultrasound, Joe and I barely made it to the parking lot before opening the sealed envelope the technician had given us containing our baby’s sex. We had asked for the envelope in the off-chance we would want to find out. During Frankie’s ultrasound, I thought that I had caught a glimpse of a “member” after I briefly turned towards the screen when I wasn’t supposed to. Looking may have been a Freudian slip. In the end, curiosity and a need for confirmation got the best of me (and Joe) and we decided that we had to know the sex of our baby.

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