It is 10:30pm and I am sitting on the couch watching my baby's eyes flicker as she doses off in the bouncy seat (thank the lord to whomever created them, it gives you a moment to hear your own thoughts). I just spent the entire day trying to keep her calm and to try and nap....I have been unsuccessful needless to say. She is a month old, and we do have good days and bad days...but sometimes the bad days bring tears. I am currently a stay at home mom while I search for a new job, after being laid off while pregnant. I have a new found respect for all mothers, maybe because I have now become one, but I have even more respect for moms with more than one child.
I think I hear on a daily basis, that it gets better, and I believe it does. The good days make me feel like I could conquer the world, and the bad days make you want to crawl under the covers and cry. I also have come to a realization that no matter if you are married or not, you are the main caretaker of your child. This is a wonderful blessing, but on days like today it makes you crazy with upset and resentment. Let me fret for a moment please....
Women have to go through 9 months of pregnancy, labor, healing from labor, to taking care of a little one who relies on you 24-7. In addition you have to still clean, cook and do all your everyday actitivties while taking on all the new ones that come with motherhood. Your suppose to be a supportive wife, have dinner ready, the house clean, and want to be romantic. Some days depending on my emotions I either hug my husband when he comes home, or I pull out his picture and place it on the dart board. Men just don't get it. We naturally want to calm our screaming baby, and we cannot iqnore our child being upset. We like our child to wear matching clothes, be clean and we want our routine followed when the husband is home. However, we do not get all that we want, now do we?
At this point I think its safe to say I just have to accept and deal. Please don't think I am complaining about being a mother, it just takes time to adjust to all the change, and men don't always get that it takes time. Especially with our wonderful hormones....which were awful for 9 months and continue to be a pain in the ass.
Now I sit here tired, and I know I need to get to sleep since she is asleep...but I want me time. Unfortunately, I am going to have to give into sleep. I am really liking this blog thing...feels nice to fret, even if no one cares to read it.
I think I hear on a daily basis, that it gets better, and I believe it does. The good days make me feel like I could conquer the world, and the bad days make you want to crawl under the covers and cry. I also have come to a realization that no matter if you are married or not, you are the main caretaker of your child. This is a wonderful blessing, but on days like today it makes you crazy with upset and resentment. Let me fret for a moment please....
Women have to go through 9 months of pregnancy, labor, healing from labor, to taking care of a little one who relies on you 24-7. In addition you have to still clean, cook and do all your everyday actitivties while taking on all the new ones that come with motherhood. Your suppose to be a supportive wife, have dinner ready, the house clean, and want to be romantic. Some days depending on my emotions I either hug my husband when he comes home, or I pull out his picture and place it on the dart board. Men just don't get it. We naturally want to calm our screaming baby, and we cannot iqnore our child being upset. We like our child to wear matching clothes, be clean and we want our routine followed when the husband is home. However, we do not get all that we want, now do we?
At this point I think its safe to say I just have to accept and deal. Please don't think I am complaining about being a mother, it just takes time to adjust to all the change, and men don't always get that it takes time. Especially with our wonderful hormones....which were awful for 9 months and continue to be a pain in the ass.
Now I sit here tired, and I know I need to get to sleep since she is asleep...but I want me time. Unfortunately, I am going to have to give into sleep. I am really liking this blog thing...feels nice to fret, even if no one cares to read it.
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