So many things people tell you about growing up are actually factual – you’d never believe it when they told you, only because you don’t have the capacity to know what it is they truly mean yet. Then the day comes where it’s finally your reality – you can’t believe that you we’re warned or had an idea of what to expect… and it still feels completely different than you thought it would…
I guess that explains why no one can ever be mentally prepared for parenthood (or marriage, home-owning, or having a time-consuming career… essentially any huge, life-changing event or cause)- today I’m going to focus on parenthood, namely motherhood.
After getting married, we decided to skip preventing pregnancy and just roll with our life, letting babies come along as they would (get the feeling I’m kind of a hippie yet?) – hearing things like “wait a while before having kids…” or “your life is going to change SO MUCH when you have kids, put it off as long as you can…” – didn’t really make sense until I got pregnant – then of course all hell broke loose (but for sanity’s sake, we’ll just call it life happening the way it normally does, unexpected bumps in the road and all.)
The one thing I didn’t count on was completely getting so wrapped up in motherhood. I honestly feel like I had no room to “be” anything else other than a mother for at least the first 18mos with each new baby. All of the self-serving things that had once been a way of life seemed to fall on the wayside- things as simple as getting a haircut (it once took me 7 months to get a haircut… and I’m a HAIRSTYLIST!! REALLY!!!) I lost any fashion sense whatsoever; dear friends of mine don’t snicker at that – I know I’m not fashionable, but I try to rock my own style whenever I can.

All of my focus seemed to automatically shift to being a mother – it took me graduating that time to look back with a better understanding. I should point out that my situation as a stay-at-home mom was also a major factor in my singularly-definitive persona; sleepless nights, stressful days with crying babies, and pressure to keep the balance of all things “Heart & Home.”
Now when I browse through pictures showing off my tiny babies from years back, I don’t try and skip over the ones that should include disaster-area tape around my living room… or the ones where my eye sockets look like two dark, puffy marshmallows sitting on each side of my nose… Instead I’ve decided to just embrace all the changes that happen with the addition of kids and new responsibilites — and all the results of those changes (like having no pictures of myself without a nursing tank or spit up on me in the first 4 months of pictures with the new baby.)

If someone had told me before I had babies that I’d lose myself for a couple years following their arrival, I would have never believed them. I have always felt so independant, free to think or feel however I want. But, I’ve come full circle to realize that there is no fault in dedicating your life solely to the new life you’re cultivating because guess what… kids grow up, you should enjoy the time when they are babies and as they get a little less dependent, it’s time for Moms to get a little more selfish. It wasn’t that I just got sucked into be defined as a mother, I just didn’t have any time or energy to dedicate to being anything else…
I guess the best thing someone could have told me before I had kids was that it’s going to change your life dramatically (which they always say) – but I’d add that it won’t always be so different. You’ll get to come back to who you were once you have a little more freedom from the infant-stage dependacy. And now… if you guys don’t mind, I’ve got to get my hair touched up… and do some shopping
What do you guys think? Did you feel “like yourself” throughout the first years with a new baby around?
::Michelle
The Mom Squad
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