I’m pregnant with our third child. Although we were never fully prepared for any of our children, this one was definitely more of a surprise. (Yes, we know where babies come from).
It’s been a harder pregnancy. I hadn’t lost my baby weight from my second child. So here I am 11 weeks out from delivery and I am already at my final weight for both of my previous pregnancies. I really don’t look that great. Sure, I have days when the glow overtakes and I have the time and energy to fix my hair , and my make up does its thing, but most days I just look tired.
I’m pretty sure I have no belly photos to date for this poor little guy. Thankfully he’s a boy. Hopefully he won’t say: “Mommy where are all the pics of your belly when I was inside?”
We’ll do some family photos soon so hopefully that will help but I digress.
Being a mom isn’t always easy. That’s my point. I look at photos on my wall of earlier years and I ask myself: Where did that pretty lady go? Where’s the zest for life that I can see shining out of her dark brown eyes?
And then I have to remind myself:
sleepless nights won’t last always.
my children will all eventually be potty trained. (on that day we will have a ceremonial disposal of the diaper pail).
I will be able to have nice things again
I will be able to fix my hair, make up and wear clothes that fit well all in the same day one day soon
If I just dare to take it one day at a time. If I defy the urge to feel overwhelmed by my present. If I refuse to compare my present state to that of a young 28 something without children or any real cares in the world. If I combat the images I see on magazine covers and stock photos and Facebook statuses.
I’m the daring type. Often jumping before I look kind of person. So here I stand on the cliff of life is hard with littles and I dare to say: “I will make it through these years celebrating the moments I look and feel my best and honoring those times when life just knocks me down and it’s a miracle if I get a hairbrush through my hair”.
Both represent my motherhood. I will dare to allow myself to embrace the good, the bad and the ugly that comes with taking on motherhood.
I am brave. And since I’ve had a shower this morning I think it will be a pretty good day!
This post is part of a 31 day movement. You can learn more about it here but the gist of it is that I take 5 minutes to write on a one word prompt that is provided following a theme that I have chosen. My theme is The Mom Life. So every post will center around my life and experiences as a mom and what comes to mind when I think about the prompt given. Hope you enjoy following my writing journey as much as I will love crafting the words.