I'm over two months into this journey and yet each and every day is different and still surprising. It's easy to imagine what you think it might be like before the baby arrives, but real motherhood has been nothing what I dreamed.
I thought I would love chidbirth.
No truly, I really thought I would. I was so excited to go into labor. I poured over birth stories. I couldn't wait to experience it all for myself. By the time labor really came on, however, I was done. Spent. I wanted nothing to do with it at all.
I thought I would be tired all.the.time. Not!
Alex isn't an afterthought.
On that note: I really expected to experience Post-partum Depression.
I am still me.
Motherhood continues to surprise me each and every day. It is quite an interesting journey we are on! If you are a mom, what surprises did you find in motherhood? If you are not a mom, but want to be someday, what expectations do you hold?
Lately I notice myself hyper-analyzing many of the things I say and do. I question if these opinions and actions are things I believe to be truth, or do I just say or do them because they are cliched truths in our society. For example, do I tell expecting moms to sleep while they can because once the baby gets here you'll never sleep again!? Obviously that is not true for my own life. But society touts this as truth all the time. My expectations of motherhood are vastly different than my reality. I wonder if what I say reflects that truth as well.