More often than not, we view situations as “impossible,” despite having not experienced them personally. I am not sure how I would handle being unemployed, disabled, or the parent of a chronically ill child- just to name a few. But there are scenarios and situations in your life that other people consider impossible; and when you realize this, you realize that impossible isn’t impossible at all – it’s normal!
Do you ever feel like all you do is complain about how hard it is to be a mom? I know sometimes I will catch myself for a third or fourth day in a row thinking to myself at dinner time “Is he going to cry like this every time I put him in his high chair?”
As mature women, I think we need to admit our truths and mistakes and confide in one another. Being a parent is hard work to say the least. But in the wake of recent tragic events, it’s more important than ever to take a step back and re-evaluate our perspective.
As a busy, working mom of three, I gave up on “perfection” ages ago. After dropping party favor bags on beautifully frosted birthday cakes and showing up at work with teething cookie handprints on my butt, I just realized, at some point, that seeming like my life was “together” and in control just wasn’t in the cards for me.
But that doesn’t mean I can’t aspire for better things in 2013. Here are my realistic, if not terribly ambitious, resolutions for the new year: Read more →
Some women call stretch marks “badges of honor.” But when I first noticed bright reddish purple streaks on my hips towards the end of my first pregnancy, I can’t say I felt particularly honored. A healthy baby is enough commemoration for me, thank you very much!
Time helped fade my once-bright marks to thin, silvery grooves, but I still wanted a little help airbrushing their existence—and preventing more of them from cropping up when I was pregnant again (and again) with my first badge of honor’s younger siblings.
After much trial and error, here’s what worked for me:
Of all the things that irk me as a mom, this one topic rises pretty close to the top. I understand the urge to take thousands of pictures of your children — eating, sleeping, smiling, walking, even bathing. But can someone — any rational human being — please explain to me why some parents think it’s appropriate to post these “birthday suit” photos of their children on social media sites that can be seen by anyone, anywhere at any time?
Cleaning products that describe themselves as “gentle enough for baby” may sound wonderful when you’re pregnant or have a fragile newborn in your arms, but here’s an old-timer mom prediction for you: After suffering through your first projectile vomiting incident, your first instinct will be to leap for the strongest, industrial-strength cleaning agent you can find. Bleach, abrasive, harsh chemicals—whatever will blast those yucky germs into oblivion…bring it on.
The thing is, those kinds of products aren’t really kid-friendly. That’s why they have all of those poison control warnings on them, often in huge font with a toll-free hotline to call in case your child is exposed to their frightening ingredients.
Mommy guilt. It’s hard to avoid this feeling – because, well, you love your child – but sometimes you just need a break. And a glass of wine.
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