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When I was pregnant this summer I knew that my life was going to change. I accepted it. I posted on Facebook: "I don't want to be the kind of person who refuses to let a baby change them, who tries SO HARD to preserve their pre-baby self just to prove something." And that's still … Continue reading How Becoming a Mom Changed Me
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I'm walking into class and my classmate turns to me to ask how my daughter is. She doesn't ask how I am (which is usually pretty chipper by the way), but how the one year old is. The one year old who can't talk and literally does the same thing every day. The one year … Continue reading The Perception of Motherhood
Aside from the obvious learning how to change a diaper, how to breastfeed, etc., I learned a lot about myself by becoming a mother. I was prepared to learn as I went about how to actually mother someone, but I didn't realize that I would learn so much about myself by being someone's mother... See full … Continue reading What I’ve Learned from Motherhood
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I am so happy Sharon– author of Becoming Mother –said this! I have suffered so much guilt from dropping my daughter off. I even project that guilt onto my daughter’s teachers, making me think they hate me for daring to send her to school. I’ve often felt that the only societally justifiable jobs to forgo being a STAHM are nurse or teacher, but I try to remind myself that it’s (mostly) all in my head.
Some women tear up as they leave their children at daycare for the first time.
I practically skip inside.
Grin from ear to ear.
I. LOVE. DAYCARE.
Last Monday was Henry’s first day of daycare. Another daycare mom saw me taking him inside and asked if it was his first day. After I nodded, she jumped out of her van and gave me the biggest hug and said, “Isn’t it great!”
“YESSS!!!” I yelled.
“With the first one, you’re bawling about it and then the second, you’re just like ‘have fun!'”
She gets it.
It’s true. The first time we started daycare was much more involved and made me a little nervous. We spent about 20 minutes going through the list of critical bits of information that the infant teacher needed to know to feed, change, and soothe our baby to sleep.
She likes to be rocked to sleep while…
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