Wednesday, 03 November 2010
My baby boy was born two weeks early -October 25th, at 2:26 AM and weighed 7 pounds, 5 ounces, 19 inches long. You would think that a week and a day being a new mom isn't THAT big a deal. After all, during pregnancy, plenty of people are more than willing to offer more than enough advice on dealing with "new mommy-hood." I heard plenty about sleepless nights, leaky breasts, and all of the negatives.
However, there are plenty of things I was NEVER told about, either. I might be cursing myself by saying so, but it isn't THAT bad. (Knock on wood.) Of course, there are plenty of things that I was looking forward to (not always on the positive side) but in only a week and a day my baby boy has taught me plenty of things that I could have never expected.
-Nobody told me about how many t-shirts I would go through because of “let down.”
-Nobody warned me about how long it would take me to sit and write a simple blog. (I’m going on two days.)
-Nobody told me that as much as I love my mom, some of the “advice” she would give me would make me feel as if I am the worst mother in the world.
-No one warned me about how insecure I would feel about my body. I wish someone would have told me about the doubts I would start to get about my relationship (even though there is really no reason to doubt anything.)
-I definitely could have used a warning about all the accumulated “junk” that would occur around my house. A pack of diapers here, a receiving blanket there… However, not all things are bad.
-Nobody told me that he would be on a regular schedule. They all said I would be exhausted because he wouldn’t sleep at night, but he sleeps a good three hours or so. I wasn’t told about how I would be shocked at the fact that he smiles and laughs in his sleep.
-No one told me that I would suddenly become the world’s lightest sleeper.
-Nobody mentioned the fact that eventually your fears of being a bad mom will go away, although not quickly, and never completely.
-No one said that my most cherished moments would be seeing him and his dad both passed out on the couch.
I knew motherhood would be an adventure. However, what I didn’t know was the kind of adventure. It seems sometimes that we get so caught up in preconceived notions, our brains become so jammed with baby advice from 8 million people who are “experts,” and that we get so distracted thinking about all of the things we didn’t get accomplished, that as moms we often don’t take the time to stop and think about what we DO have.
I am not an expert mom. I am only a mom for a week and a day. I know life is going to be different, to say the least, and will be hard, but I know if the rest of my life will be anything like this first week has been, I am totally up for the challenge. I have so much I have to learn, and a lot more “techniques” of mommy-hood to tackle before they can be considered right, but I know with time, patience, and help, I can do it.
Were there situations "no one told you or warned you about" that caught you off guard when you were a new mom? What were some surprising things?