I was a licensed cosmetologist in New York State. I enjoyed doing my hair and my makeup every.single.day. I did not leave the house if I didn't look right. Now that my baby is seven months old my life is entirely different. When I first started going to mom groups and hanging out with other mom friends and going to doctors appointments I put tireless effort into putting on a façade that I had my mommy shit together. I don't know if time wore on me or if it was after my sons torticollis diagnosis that I dropped the act. Fast forward to now, I answered the door for the pizza delivery lady with no makeup, hair hardly brushed on top of my head and without a bra on.
My parents, very kindly, bought us a crib for our son. Every time I look at it I laugh. Has my son spent a night in his crib? Absolutely not. I had this idea that I would just gently rock my sleepy baby to sleep set him in his crib and get ready for the day. Put on a nice fluffy apron cook goodies, prep food, get all the cleaning done. How delusional was I?
I know I can't be the only one.
Being a mom, weather you work or not, is a life long ride on the hot mess express.
Like many mothers before me I have accepted the fact that motherhood may not be the perfect picture I had in my mind but its still the most amazing thing I have done thus far. It's a lot of hard work and it probably won't get much easier but it's the most worthwhile thing I've done in my life.
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