Guys, being a mom is hard. I knew it was going to be hard. When you get pregnant, people say to read books. People gave me tips. Bloggers told me what to do. Regardless, none of this prepares you how to really be a parent. No one can tell you what your baby will do.
Yesterday, I took to twitter to ask my fellow moms what they're favorite part of being a parent was and what was one thing they hated about it. Colleen, Brittany, Meagan, Abby, my sister Heather and even Kari, who is a furbaby mom, came to me with similar answers.
Most of them said they love their baby's smile and the fact that they love you unconditionally. Even as infants, they know they can rely on us and that, in itself, is amazing. Some of them said they loved seeing their baby's father be a dad, and I have to admit, that part is really great. You think you know someone? See them as a parent and you'll see a completely different person.
Of course, most of the ladies said the lack of sleep is the worst. Not only that, but a couple of them said they hate the fact that they feel like they don't know what they're doing. But truthfully, I think Kari put it best when she said that she's petrified of her furbabies being hurt or sad. That girl hit the nail on the head.
My poor Noah had a tummy ache on Monday and there was absolutely nothing I could do but listen to him cry. I had him on my shoulder and he was screaming in pain as I patted his back and sang to him softly. Every little whimper that came out of him just broke my heart into a million pieces. For almost an hour, he writhed in pain and all I could do was just cry with him. My poor husband watched us both break down and when Noah finally fell asleep, I crashed. We both slept for almost 8 hours that night and when I woke up the next morning, I felt so guilty. All I kept thinking while I was trying to go to sleep was how I really hated being a mom in that moment. Seeing him in pain and not being able to do anything was the worst thing imaginable.
I know there's a loooong road ahead of me and this is just one of the many speedbumps I will encounter but knowing these fellow moms and you all reading are behind me really helps. Knowing I have an amazing support system with me, Kevin, and Noah as we go through this journey gives me the confidence I need to be a great mom. We're blessed beyond belief with an amazing family to help us and even though we have bad days, the good ones make it all worth it.