Being a reluctant first time (& maybe only time) mom was extremely difficult for me. I was 22, had just gotten back from a trip to Las Vegas & already booking the next one when I realized my period was late. Hmm, strange because it was always like clockwork but I was still getting cramps so, no biggie, maybe it was changing? My boyfriend & I had been together almost 8 years & all this time we’d always said “no children.” We figured between the trips abroad, the $900 handbags & saving for a house a child didn’t fit in with our plans. Not now, not ever. I didn’t think I’d ever be able to share my boyfriend with a stinky kid, much less be second to said kid! The outrage!
I was in the shower when my sister barged in & stated she knew I was pregnant. “Hahaha right. Now I’m definitely going to get my period because you said that, thanks!” Up until that moment the thought hadn’t even crossed my mind. We’ve always been careful to the point that I thought I couldn’t have children, so no, my sister is nuts. She went ahead & bought me a pregnancy test but I waited for my boyfriend to get home to take it. What a surprise when it was positive almost from the second the liquid touched the stick! I felt like my whole world was crumbling around me. I told my boyfriend & he looked like he saw a ghost. What the hell were we gonna do now? We don’t even like kids!
We decided it was fate & maybe it was time for us to grow up. I was a reluctant pregnant woman. I didn’t buy any maternity clothes, I didn’t have a baby shower & I hated when I felt him move. It didn’t hit me that I was to be someone’s mother until we were on our way to the hospital for my c-section (I’ll save that horror story for another day). Even then, it wasn’t until my boyfriend had to stay outside the operating room while I got the spinal that I was seriously scared. Was I gonna fuck up this kid’s life? Or even worse, was he going to fuck up MY life? Jose walked in & held my hand through the whole procedure, this was our last moment as a single, do whatever we want couple & boy did I cherish it. I’ve never seen him so scared before but man, was he strong. He just looked at me & everyone disappeared. Just then, I heard a cry & everything around me was silent. My heart skipped a beat & without even seeing him, I was his! This little person, that I was so scared was going to ruin my life as a carefree young adult, was crying & reaching for me. I was his lifeline & what an idiot I had been until then.
My son is now just a little over 9 months old & every day with him has been a blessing. He has taught me to be selfless, giving & most importantly he has taught me that being second to him is actually the best place to be.
The most important lesson I’ve learned is to be brave, I didn’t think I could ever be someone’s mom but he gives me the courage to be strong for him.
Thank you, Shay for tagging me. I invite any mom out there reading this to also post a lesson you’ve learned while on this awesome adventure called motherhood. Use the graphic & link back to this page please:
http://www.momstalknetwork.com/resources/motherhood-lessons-let-loose-a-little/
I got called a hippie because I breastfeed & my hair is down to my ass.
No, that makes me a fucking mom that wants her child to have the best nutrition possible & doesn’t have time for a haircut because I’d rather eat, shower or sleep when I get a break.
On that note, yes I need a god damn haircut! STFU & stop stating the obvious. I’m thinking I’ll get one before we go on vacation on the 13th. We’re going to San Felipe, Mexico for a week. We got a condo on the beach & I’m trying to figure out how I’m gonna keep Ewan from getting all burnt :/
My son is a fat ass. At 6 months, he’s 24 lbs. (he missed the 25 lb. mark by an ounce!) & 28 in. long. His weight is the size of a 14 month old & height of a 9 month old -_-
His doctor said he’s really advanced for his age, uh duh! He says “mama, dada, ok” & he just started saying “this” the other day :D
I read about a study that said breastfed babies’ brains are something like 30% bigger than formula fed kids. So that’s why my kid has a big ol’ dome! Hahaha.
Am I really contemplating setting foot for the first time in my existence in a Wal-Mart? Why couldn’t the have an Xbox remote cheaper somewhere else? FML!
I absolutely love being a mom. It’s so weirs because I never thought I’d be one of those moms but I really do love being a mommy.
Did I love being pregnant, having a fucking c-section & being in pain for pretty much 2 months while caring for a newborn? No, but I’d do it all over again for my Stink.
Ewan is getting his shots later today, poor Stink. I don’t want to be that one that holds him down but Jose is working so I’m fucked. Don’t think I can handle those accusing eyes when he gets pricked :(
Getting out of a shower, drying off & spending all day in the nude cuddling with my blankets.
Ewan’s first Halloween came & went, it was a success. We got dressed up after his morning nap & wore our costumes all day long. We had lunch, went to the post office & store & no one else was dressed up! Everyone looked at us like “WTF?” so I got annoyed at the post office & said “isn’t it Halloween?” everyone then turned around & went about their business. How do you forget it’s October 31st?
Ewan had a lot of fun giving kids candies, he didn’t even cry when some dumb teenager tried to scare him. He laughed in his face! My freaking bad ass :D Jose & I were bacon & egg, Ewan was Mickey Mouse. Next year we’re all dressing up like Alex & his gang from “A Clockwork Orange”. My wee one will be Alex because he’s our fucking leader! I already can’t wait.
Ewan is six months old & huge! He’s so amazing & I feel so damn lucky that I get to see him experience new things. I’m so lucky to be his mom, Jose & I are so in love with this kid.
Having said all that, it’s so hard being a mom! He’s starting to teeth & has been so clingy/whiny these past few days. It doesn’t help that he has yet to sleep through the night. I think the last time I had a good night’s sleep was when I was maybe 5 months pregnant. I feel like a fucking zombie! He swears I’m an all night diner, he wakes up to eat every 2-3 hours still! I try to nap when he sleeps during the day but there’s always so much to do.
I’m supposed to be a mom & wife &, honestly, I’m exhausted. Jose tries to help as much as possible but he works Mon-Sat at 3 law firms in Beverly Hills so I know he’s tired, too. I guess this is what having a baby is about. It would help if Jose stopped buying Ewan $150+ sweaters he’ll only wear once -_-
