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You gotta have a plan…
Hey New Mama, Do Me a Favor
“The first few months as a new mama proved to be one of the hardest things I have experienced. People told me it would be difficult, but it’s not something you can fully understand until you are entrenched in it. I think it’s a combination of the crazy postpartum hormones, the lack of sleep, and the fact that life as you know it completely changes in an instant. It’s like a shock to the system on so many levels. You feel so alive, and yet, so alone.
And as I prepare to take on this journey for the second time, I wanted to write a letter, for myself, for you, for all the new mamas out there who are awake in the middle of the night, rocking a new baby, and feeling alone. I wanted to take a second to snap you out of your funk and pummel through the layers of exhaustion-induced haze in your brain, to say…
Hey new mama, do me a favor.
Gaze down at that precious bundled ball of sweetness in your arms, kiss that tiny nose, those soft squishy cheeks, those perfect little lips, and remember…
You can do this. You will do this. This won’t last forever.
I know you feel guilty. You feel guilty for mourning the loss of your old life, instead of rejoicing in the new life in front of you. I know you feel like your emotions have gone haywire, and you feel guilty for crying more now than when you were pregnant. You feel terrible for unexpectedly lashing out at your husband. You feel like a bad mom for not enjoying every second with your new baby. You feel guilty.
But do me a favor. Stop beating yourself up. Start counting all the ways that tiny baby is a blessing, thank God for the little miracle in your arms, and remember, this won’t last forever.
I know you’re tired, so tired. I know that when you’re up at 2 am, for the third time in 3 hours, you feel certain that you can’t possibly continue living this way. You’re not sure if you’ll be able to drag yourself out of bed, or keep your eyes open for even one more minute. You wonder how many cups of coffee one human can safely consume in a day. You truly question whether you’ll ever be a normal, functioning human being, ever again. You are just so exhausted. I know that it’s putting a damper on your new role as a mama. I know that it’s casting a heavy fog over your attempts at joy.
But do me a favor. Keep those eyes open for just one more second. Take a mental snapshot of that perfect little face, savor that fresh baby smell, and remember, this won’t last forever.
I know you’re overwhelmed. You are overwhelmed by the realization that this isn’t temporary. You feel the heaviness of knowing that this human is your responsibility, forever. You feel like the weight of the world is on your shoulders, and all of the unknown is terrifying. Every time someone asks how much the baby is eating, or the thermometer flashes a number higher than 100, or the baby screams for seemingly no reason at all for minutes and even hours on-end, you get scared. You feel helpless. You feel unequipped. You feel overwhelmed. And I know there are times you wish you could just walk away.
But do me favor. Stay. Stay in that rocking chair just one more minute. Memorize the way that tiny baby fits in your arms, run your fingers over those chubby little hands, and remember, this won’t last forever.
I know you feel forgotten. I know you feel like the old you suddenly fails to exist. You find yourself covered in spit-up, counting poops, obsessed with trying to create a schedule, and wearing the same pair of sweatpants day after day. You wonder what happened to the person you once knew. It’s like she disappeared overnight, and you wonder if you’ll ever find her again. You wonder if the person you used to be even still exists. I know you feel forgotten. I know you feel alone.
I know, I know. It’s hard.
Hey new mama
I know it’s hard to see past the guilt, exhaustion, and heaviness when you are living smack dab in the middle of it. But, one day, you will. These hardships? They’ll be forgotten. Things will get easier. One day soon, you’ll wake up and feel at home again. You’ll feel at home in your new body and in your new life as a mama. You’ll realize the fog has lifted and you’ll taste the sweetness you once dreamed of. And all you’ll have left of the early days is the snapshots of that perfect squishy baby and the memories you were able to fight through the fog to hold onto.
So, do me a favor. Don’t let those moments go unnoticed. Don’t let the exhaustion cloud your vision. Give those cheeks an extra kiss, savor that sweet baby smell, and rock that baby just a little while longer. Gaze down at your bundled ball of sweetness, memorize those teeny tiny features, and thank God for the little breathing miracle in your arms. Hold tight to these precious, fleeting, sweet memories, and never let them go.
You can do this mama. You will do this. This won’t last forever. ”
- http://theresplendent.com/motherhood/hey-new-mama-do-me-a-favor/
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- you are never as awkward as you think you are - you are never as annoying as you think you are - you are never as boring as you think you are - your compliments are never as creepy as you think they are - you are way more wanted than you give yourself credit for - chin up, dude
A message to the moms…
You’re doing a great job.
Comparison is the thief of joy. As a mom, it’s so easy to fall into that trap. Whether you’re comparing your kid to someone else’s (Why isn’t my kid doing that yet? / My kid has been doing that forever. / I don’t have that toy for my kid— are they being stimulated enough?) or comparing yourself to another mom (How does she have so much time to do that? Why can’t I work out like that?), you’re doing a great job.
Questions you should ask yourself:
Is my kid happy? Clean (relatively)? Clothed properly according to size and weather? Fed? Loved and cared for?
If you answered yes to those, you’re doing a great job.
Don’t let comparison steal your joy. Being a mom is hard enough without comparing yourself or your kid to others.
You’re doing a great job.
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baby clothes are smaller than most adult or even childrens clothes. i hope this helps
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I just don’t have the energy
Ive felt like such a shitty mom lately. I’m tired and too nauseous to play or clean. I try doing fun things with her, but I feel like it’s never enough.
I have friendly “acquaintances” from high school on my social media that have Pinterest-perfect homes, kids always well-dressed, they wake up at the break of dawn to start their day and always make time to cook/clean/play/go out, etc. I can barely find the time and motivation to spend time with Julianna and do one chore on top of it.
I totally want to get back that motivation, but it seems like the harder I try now the worse the failure. I feel like we just kind of “get by” lately. I don’t fully dress her when we aren’t going out, I don’t always plan activities for us, we stay up late and then sleep in and YES I take advantage of nap time too (with my OWN nap) instead of cleaning lately.
So there’s these perfect moms with 1 and 2 year olds and they’re doing Elf on the Shelf and baking cookies every few days. With spotless homes and kids straight out of a parenting magazine..
And then there’s us. Baaaaarely getting by. And the thing is, I want to be that Mom so bad. I used to! But being sick and tired during this pregnancy has drained the Pinterest right out of me. And the money issues on top of it, the stress, the freaking lack of moving expenses now. I feel stuck and so fed-up.
YOURE PREGNANT MOMMA!! It’s okay to just “get by” and do what you can, when you can!
I swear you just described me everyday & im not pregnant! I never dress my boy (he’s 16 months) in more than a shirt, socks & boots, (sometimes a jacket, too, but luckily the house is pretty warm), unless we go out. I’m hardly ever in more than yoga pants, sweatshirt, no makeup, & messy bun. And there haven’t been many naps since he was born that I didn’t take with him.
We’ve been working on “independent play” since he was little-little (started in his swing, then pack ‘n play, now playroom/living room), and that’s when I try to get my bigger tasks done.
I’ve also had to learn to scale back my expectations. The house is never going to be spotless, usually it’s just good enough & safe. I’m never going to look fabulous if you swing by unannounced. I may not have fresh baked cookies, but I will have healthy food - for AT LEAST my kid to eat, every meal, everyday. I may not have preplanned activities & crafts, but we do have a lot of quality time, even if it’s just him in his high chair, snacking, and me sitting at the table next to him, drinking coffee & chatting.
STOP COMPARING YOURSELF TO WHAT PEOPLE POST ON THE INTERNET!!!!! YOU ARE FABULOUS! You are amazing! You are great! Your abilities to mother are good enough - & if that’s not “good enough”, just remember, things can & will always change/get better… but I guarantee you, if you could ask your daughter, she’d say you are a perfect mom!
(And more likely than not the “Pinterest Perfect People” are exaggerating - Or just flat out lying)
Just take care of yourself, take care of your babies, and everything else will fall into place, some way or another. <3
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Oh yep, I feel like this is my mantra every day now.