5 Things I Learned As A New Mom

April 17, 2017

Becoming a new mom often feels like you’re climbing Mount Everest in flip flops during a blizzard. You have no idea how you’re going to make it through, but at one point you look back and realize that you’ve already climbed 10K steps and somehow you find the energy to keep powering through.

Nothing could have prepared me for being a mom. Everyone says it, but I honestly felt like I might have had a teeny tiny advantage. Helping to a raise a brother who is 10 years younger (I mean, I definitely felt like his 2nd mom) and spending every summer from middle school to college leading children’s camps and babysitting…I thought the transition couldn’t be THAT rough? HA. I will just leave it at that. Anyway, here are some things that I learned about myself as a new mom.

I’m more judgemental than I thought. No one wants to admit to this, but I was definitely the gal who thought that my kid was NEVER going to be the screaming toddler throwing a tantrum on the floor of Target. Ry isn’t capable of doing this yet, but it didn’t take long for me to realize never say never. Until you are in the same situation, I learned to show grace rather than to pass judgement. I understand now that the majority of moms are just trying to do the best damn job they can. I see you and I tip my hat to you. I’m with you.

I’m ok with my career taking a backseat. I envisioned myself being the mom who was able to juggle it all and have an amazing career to boot. Uh uh honay. The reality is most nights we don’t eat dinner unless my mom drops some off and there is never less than 4 loads of laundry waiting to be folded in the guestroom…so ummm yea that ain’t gonna happen. There is no way you can be 100% dedicated to both family and a career (which is ok!); however you hustle and you make the best of the situation. I didn’t think I would ever be ok with not moving up the corporate ladder by a certain timeline, but having Ry changed everything. Work is work. It will be there tomorrow and the day after that. I can’t win back lost time with Ry, so if my career path looks different today than it did pre-baby, I’m at peace with that.

I have too much stuff. It might be a combination of getting older and wiser (lol who am I kidding?), but having Ry be the source of my joy has changed my perspective on what I “need” and what we “need” as a family. I accumulated so much crap as a new parent, but once I was getting more than 3 hours of sleep, I looked around and realized “stuff” no longer makes me happy. Having a happy, healthy baby is what matters most and our “stuff” was not going to achieve this. I’m trying to adopt the 1 toy in = 1 toy out mentality (hubby is slowly warming up to this) and teach Ry what really matters in life. That’s why he will never have another birthday party again and the word Santa will never be said outloud in our home. Ok ok, I’m not completely heartless, but you get the picture.

I can’t party like I used to. I used to schedule 10 events in one day (hubby will still claim that I do this, but NO, my Google calendar is much emptier!). Physically I am just too tired and realistically with the demands of a toddler, it’s just not feasible. I thought I would be able to still hangout late and be a functioning person in the morning, but caring for a little person (well chubby in my case) requires 150% focus. This means getting a good nights rest and making good choices. ZzzZ…BORING. I still don’t mind the occasional mommas night out, because it is very much necessary. However, I cannot be as ratchet as I used to be or want to be.

I’m stronger than I realized. Between the pregnancy, labor, postpartum recovery, breastfeeding, and sleep deprivation (and this just scratches the surface…), it seems like just when you’re about to round the corner, something else pops up. It’s never ending. That said, I never knew that I was capable of strength like this, because I didn’t know I was capable of love like this. Things that I used to worry about pre-baby are so trivial now and my mentality has shifted dramatically in terms of what I know I can accomplish…because HELLO, I pushed a baby out of my vag.

I’d like to think that motherhood changed me for the better, and I’m in constant awe of what mothers do on a daily basis. You all inspire me so much, and I still can’t get over the fact that there billions of you out there. Incredible.

It’s Monday friends, let’s git it.

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