Parenting Little Ones – Not Like Riding a Bike

 

I’m in DC for a meeting for work.  My baby is here with me because I’m still breastfeeding.  My mom is also here because she is helping to take care of the little guy while I’m in my meeting.  One day of babysitting, and she’s like, “woah, how did I have three kids???”

When I came back to the hotel room after leaving her with the baby for the day, my mother told me how she forgot how demanding a baby is.  She said that she wonders how I get laundry or anything done around the house between working and taking care of two children.

This makes me happy for a few reasons:

1.  She survived the crazy time that I’m living right now, so there’s hope.

2.  I turned out almost normal.

3.  It’s confirmation that I’m not a flub that can’t handle life; rather rearing little ones is tough.

I am SO happy to hear someone who has adult children say, “wow, raising babies (and toddlers) is some crazy shit.”  Ok, so she didn’t say crazy shit but that’s what she implied.  Either way, it is refreshing to hear because it annoys me when people who raised kids 20, 30, 40 years ago act like they know everything about what you should do with your tots now.

I think memories must be rosier than real life.  I guess that’s how we end up with more than one child – looking at pictures, we get the baby itch again only to discover that the newborn stage isn’t all that enjoyable even though you wish you could bottle up their teeny tiny cuteness at that age.

Anyway, my point is that raising kids isn’t exactly like riding a bike.  Yes, having experience gives you an advantage, but as my mom pointed out, parenting younger children is a MAJOR challenge no matter how much experience you have under your belt.  This made me feel better about the times when I feel like the world is spinning faster than I can keep up.  At this stage of my life, it’s not possible to keep up with everything.  So… it sounds like I need to give myself a break more often and let more things go.

Hmmmm.  This will be tough [insert heavy sarcasm].  Maybe I’ll stop cooking, cleaning, doing laundry, bathing the children???  I just can’t decide what will be first to go….

photo credit: heymrlady via photopin cc

Comments

  1. Oh I feel like this too on many days with two little girls 16 months apart (my oldest only 3 years old). Glad I am not alone and hearing what your mom had to say did indeed make me feel a bit better.
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  2. Totally agree with you about memories being rosier than real life. Although, my memories of the newborn days are not so rosy. My daughter is only a year old though, so I think those memories are still fresh in my mind. I don’t plan on trying for another one until the memories of the newborn days become more faded. I’m also waiting for the memories of childbirth and pregnancy to fade too….
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  3. Kelly says:

    It’s funny because I had a colicky first baby and a horrendous pregnancy and delivery. I thought I remembered it well with round two but when I did it again, I’m not sure I fully remembered. Point is, you may never think the memories fade!

  4. ashley boulding says:

    My mom told me that she used to tell my dad “i can be a mom, a maid or your lover. but only one at a time. pick one.” I live by that now because it is impossible to do it all while working full time! And in my house, the cleaning is the first to go.

  5. Beanie says:

    You are awesome!

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