Diary of a New Mama
On motherhood: I am not a natural. I write that in a liberating, not self-deprecating, way. I’m a first-time mom of a sweet, loving, baby boy, who is a bundle of energy (Read: ‘always on,’ not a sleepy baby). He’s currently 4 months old, and, no, I have not gotten into the swing of things yet. So, when I say it’s liberating to announce that I am not a natural at this, it takes the pressure off to feel like I’ve got this figured out.
The journey of motherhood, so far, has proven to be the steepest learning curve of my life
It’s brought me to tears. Tears of joy beyond belief, as well as tears of utter exhaustion and frustration. Some days, I feel like I’ve conquered the world: good naps, good feeds, playful interactions, and outings.
Other days, naps don’t last longer than 30 minutes (if that), I don’t get outside, exhaustion and self doubt starts creeping in, and that’s when things feel overwhelming.
Does this get easier? I know the answer, it doesn’t. Always a new lesson to be learned, as your little one becomes not so little anymore. However, I have faith in the fact that this humbling role of being a mom peels back another layer of me that I never knew existed.
Does this get easier? I know the answer, it doesn’t. Always a new lesson to be learned, as your little one becomes not so little anymore.
I turn to my intuition, my motherly instincts. While I may not be a natural, the instinctual drive of being a mother is what I depend on. The mom tribes out there, the women who share their stories, their challenges, their successes, I also depend on them. I also depend on my breath. Don’t forget in the power of calming, rhythmic breaths. A few mamas reminded me of this recently, and I couldn’t be more grateful.
Speaking of depending on, please remember to ask for help. It’s hard, and I am not good at it myself, but ask for help from family, friends, even strangers. Having someone help you through the door while you awkwardly manoeuvre your stroller is a kind gesture that doesn’t go unnoticed. It’s the little things. Celebrate the little things.