I was such a freaking perfect mum before I had kids, in fact I was the BEST MUM EVER!
You should have seen my halo; it was delicious, circular and unbreakable. My kids were ridiculously amazing and everyone adored them so much.
Then I had to go and actually become a mum and my ivory tower came crumbling down around me.
The other day I was writing about how perfect mums don’t exist and it got me thinking about all the preconceptions I had about motherhood.
There are SO many. In fact there are so many about relationships too, but that’s a story for another day!
Let’s just start with some of the ridiculous notions I had of parenting before I become a mum.
15 thoughts I had about motherhood before I become a mum:
- Surely it can’t be that hard to stop a baby from crying?
- I am never going to yell at my kids, we will have a reasonable discussion about things.
- I can’t wait to just do nothing but play with my baby all day.
- We will be the best of friends and will never argue.
- How hard can it be to get a tiny wee baby to sleep?
- My children will eat what I eat or they’ll starve.
- My life won’t change just because I’m a mum, my baby will just fit in around my lifestyle.
- I’ll be back at work within six months.
- There is no way my children will sleep in my bed.
- I won’t be a wife who nags their husband about how hard it is to be a mum 24/7.
- My kids will not eat McDonalds, no way, no how.
- TV is so bad for kids until they are 2, so I will ban them from watching it until then.
- I don’t care what everyone else does, we will only eat wholefoods.
- Not one swear word will escape my lips once I am a mum.
- I’ll get my figure back easily as long as I breastfed.
BONUS: There is no way I could love this child as much as I love my husband, parents or siblings.
I would not trade my lot for all the wine/tea/sleep/sanity in the world.
But it’s funny when you look back to the person you were before you were a mum and laugh at the things you worried about and the things you thought were important.
We mums need to cut ourselves some slack and realise that we are doing a fabulous job even if we’re not doing it how we think we ‘should’ be.
So I salute every single mumma out there who is no longer just responsible for their own life but that of a little person.