I recently had to fill out a questionnaire which asked me if I was a "first-time, or experienced mother"...huh? I never thought about it too much, but I guess I am very inexperienced in the journey of mamahood! Alivia is 17-months-old now; each day we are faced with new experiences and challenges! Zach nor I have previously been around a baby for an extended period of time so we have no idea what is going to come flying at us!
Lately, I have struggled with trying to be that "perfect, experienced" mommy. Zach likes to call it my 'Pinterest-Mother' syndrome. The Pinterest-Mother wakes up, styles her hair in a new do, dresses in an adorable outfit, works on memorable crafts with her baby who is clothed in a hand-sewn bubble dress....and it top it all of, she has a delicious homemade meal waiting for her husband.
OH MY WORD, HOW DOES SHE DO IT?!
Therefore, instead of driving myself crazy trying to do it all, I've come to the conclusion that I must...drumroll...be ok with the mommy that I am! So, in an effort to follow this new promise I have made to myself, here are some of my new mama confessions. No, I am not a perfect mother, but our daughter is taken care of, and loved beyond measure.
Deep breathe....
Here they are....
1. In the adorable picture of Livy above, she is in her pajamas. IT WAS 4:00 PM. Will she ever get out of them? Probably. But I don't see that happening anytime soon.
2. If I can get my teeth brushed before one o'clock in the afternoon...it's a really lucky day!
3. Alivia was sleeping through the night up until about a month ago. She got very sick & subsequently started getting up at least once. Our pediatrician told us to just let her cry it out. Probably the best idea. I do highly respect the woman. Do I do that though? Nope. Our beautiful little pumpkin comes into our bed & snuggles with us almost every night around 2:00 am.
4. I truly don't see the point in getting ready for a day of staying home with the Livinator. I would say that 80% of my pants are sweats. Sadly, yes, that is the truth.
5. My house gets vacuumed maybe every two weeks. And that's being generous. I know, it's frightful, but Livy is scared to death of the vaccum cleaner & by the time Zach gets home to console her while I use the "death machine", I'm way too lazy.
So, to myself and all the other mamas out there: CUT YOURSELF SOME SLACK! Because as a wise woman once told me, "all those mothers that say their kids eat and sleep great are just lying"! Remember you're not alone, and you are doing a great job!
