By: Michelle Johnson
I am three months into motherhood so I am still learning everything and will be for the next 30 years. But what I have learned is that I’m always exhausted!
I hate admitting that because we had such a hard time conceiving Micheala and had a few miscarriages along the way. During that whole time, I kept thinking that once I became a mom everything would be perfect. That we would be this beautiful, happy family and I’d be able to dress this little human in cute clothes and teach them all of the hundreds of things that I’ve learned in parenting books. I had ideas about how I would do everything from cloth diapering to handling their crying.
Enter reality. I quickly learned that I knew nothing. Who has time for cloth diapers? I will gladly pay for disposable if it means less laundry and less mess. Gladly!
And I said I wasn’t going to pick up my baby and bounce her or drive her around in the car to quiet her crying or get her to sleep. Wrong. You can find my husband and I bouncing and driving at all hours if it means a couple hours…or minutes…of peace and quiet.
I haven’t had time to get my hair done since before she was born and I haven’t even had the energy to care. I’m sure at some point I’ll be able to see through my bleary, exhausted eyes and actually panic at how ragged I look but right now what I’m noticing is my beautiful, tiny daughter. And when we go out people don’t even seem to notice that I’m in sweats and a stained tee, they only see the chubby baby cheeks and small baby feet.
So I may be tired and exhausted but I’m so very blessed to call this precious bundle of pure joy mine.
Now excuse me, she just woke up and started crying again so it’s time for a car ride…