When I found out I was pregnant, I expected to have a breezy pregnancy and a healthy glow - with a heaping side of productivity.
I quit my full time job when my baby was two months old, and I assumed that
there would be hours of crafts and games with my children, and long nap times in which I
could rest and rejuvenate (and work from home).
When my second baby arrived, I said to myself, "how much harder can it be? They will be such good friends."
If you haven't yet guessed - none of those things ended up being completely true. Pregnancy knocked me flat on my back. Working from home is stressful at best, when you are trying to care for and entertain small people. And tiny siblings can be great friends - but they also require a lot of mommy interventions because naturally there is only one toy that is worthy of being played with at any given time.
If you haven't yet guessed - none of those things ended up being completely true. Pregnancy knocked me flat on my back. Working from home is stressful at best, when you are trying to care for and entertain small people. And tiny siblings can be great friends - but they also require a lot of mommy interventions because naturally there is only one toy that is worthy of being played with at any given time.
And today, as I sit nursing that second baby - who doesn't sleep on her own - while my
oldest is being brainwashed occupied by the Scooby-Doo complete series
box set, I feel frustrated that it's 4:30pm and not enough things have
been crossed off my to-do list.
My to-do list is ever increasing, but so are the
needs of my children. My spare time is not spent sewing dresses
or editing videos or writing scripts or blog posts as I had imagined in
my fantasy stay-at-home-mom scenario. Instead, I spend my days taking
someone potty for the 15th time since noon or breaking up squabbles over
a plastic muffin or pulling someone down off the kitchen table again.
I struggle with finding a balance and often end the day
thinking that I have failed my kids. I need to not worry so much about
email and be more concerned with fort-building. There will be time to
fill my Etsy shop after the days of being a little firefighter's
assistant are long past. I need to be present for my kids 100% of the
time - and they deserve more than a half-hearted smile when I am met
with reading that super annoying book one more time.
I need to be constantly aware that my expectations
cannot be the same as they were before these precious little lives
depended upon me. Their thoughts, fears, and feelings need to be first
priority right now, even if that means setting aside some of the things
that are important to me.
Motherhood and making realistic expectations
- it's a fine line to balance. What are your tips for making the most of
every moment with your littles, even in the overwhelming moments?
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