Although I have only been a mom for just over 6 weeks now, I was tagged by Monika to write about “What mommyhood taught me”.
It’s been a while since us Mommybloggers came up with something to celebrate, well, mommyhood, so the lovely Monika and I came up with this. A tag that has us list out five lessons of life that Mommyhood has taught us, these could be sweet, bitter, funny, touching, whatever. These could be survival tips or cooking tips, or something as simple as the best thing to get puke smell out of hair.
So, the rules are simple. Put the badge up. Write out five lessons that Mommyhood taught you. And tag five mommybloggers
1. Understand the real meaning of “Sleep like a baby” : It doesnt mean deep, relaxed sleep. It means having the lightest sleep on earth. BabyN wakes up at the slightest sounds or disturbances. The other day we were so glad he finally slept, only to be woken up by a car alarm 4 floors down!
2. You can never put babies/kids on a schedule: BabyN is the master of his own schedule. He sleeps when he wants to, eats when he wants to, and no amount of our trying to get him to do what we want, fails!
3. To do lists are useless: Parents are not the masters of their schedule. In my last few weeks of pregnancy, I had made plans of what all I was going to do during my 12 week maternity leave. Finishing knitting a new cap for BabyN, reading lots of books and finding a dream work from home job were only 3 of the many! 5 weeks away from my going back to work and I have accomplished NOTHING, thanks to BabyN’s haphazard feeding schedule.
4. Baby cries and there is nothing you can do to prevent it: I had read about some babies who feed, sleep, play, poop, pee etc, rarely cry. 6+ weeks into being BabyN’s mommy has made me realize that there are no such textbook babies. All babies cry, some more than others. And all we helpless parents can do is hope that one of our pacifying methods works to soothe them.
5. Mommy guilt: Pre-baby I had imagined that I would not be one of those mothers who would be plagued with mommy-guilt. Now I feel guilty every single day at the drop of a hat. BabyN gassy, I feel guilty about eating something that caused him trouble. BabyN crying for long periods, I feel guilty about not understanding him while he cries his lungs off! Guilt is a good part of my day nowadays, and probably part of my life now. Go figure!