Mommin’ Ain’t Easy, But It Sure Is Fun…

Posted on: May 20, 2024 | Babies, Famillies, Love, Motherhood, Parenting

Mommin’ Ain’t Easy, but it Sure is Fun

For many, the child they hold and rock to sleep, is a child that they longed for. They planned, hoped and prayed for the pregnancy and healthy child. The love was immediate. For many, the child they hold and rock to sleep, is a child they had not planned, wanted, or expected. The love came after. Mommin’ it ain’t easy.

When you’re a new parent, times often feel like watching a sitcom of your life. The mishaps of toys everywhere, the same daily signature outfit, and the zombie-like walks throughout the house. The books cannot fully prepare you. Your circle has its own stories and experiences that they share. The TV shows and movies show an exaggerated perspective, and you compare yourself to the false reality. So what happens when your experience is…D. None of the Above?

Mommin’ Aint Easy, but it Sure is Fun?

When I had my first child, I was on cloud 9. She was my perfect little sidekick. My teen babysitting years came into play, and I felt like motherhood came naturally. When my second came around, juggling the two was tough, but we became the Three Musketeers. My second was the opposite of her bigger sister. She was more adventurous. She embraced her witching hour nightly from 6:30 pm-7:30 pm like clockwork. When my 3rd made his surprise appearance, I felt like a pro. What I didn’t prepare myself for, was that he was truly a boys boy! Anything and everything that could be climbed on, jumped from, kicked at, tampered with, and broken…happened. I NOW understood why they made “baby proofing” gadets for everything.

My fourth and final child emerged from the womb, and I should have known at his 9lbs that things were really going to be shaken up. At 7 months, we had a Disney trip planned to celebrate a 5th birthday. I woke up in wee morning to a hysteric baby next to me. I worried, but knew that it could mean a myriad of things and he went soundly  back to sleep.

At 3am that same morning, the crying happened again, and this time with a check I noticed his diaper of blood. I panicked and proceeded to prepare us for a trip to the ER. We arrived, and we waited. Questions of what was happening, what were my concerns came from 3 different administrations. Being in an ER is legit the top 5 worst things to experience as a parent.

The result: Intussusception

Intussusception is a rare condition in which part of the intestine telescopes into itself. It happens mainly in children and occurs most often during 6 months-3 years, and if left untreated, fatal. Which meant my 7 month old was getting put under and going into surgery…NOW! He came out of surgery healthy and healed with only a small scar on his abdomen. He and I spent 4 days in the hospital and celebrated his sisters’ 5th birthday with cake and a visit. Disneyland would just have to wait.

Mommin’ ain’t easy, but is sure is fun!

Thankfully, the woos of parenting are more abundant than the woes. The firsts, the friendships that are built, and the finding oneself in the matriarch role. From Kindergarten to high school graduation, laughs and many memories that are created. The adventures of the everyday and the unknowns of what’s to come are moments fueled in parenthood. My kids and I have a special language. We have secret code words and gestures, songs, and looks. We have celebrated our own traditions, and traveled on adventures that I’ve wanted when I was a child. Being someone’s parent is a HUGE responsibility! They watch our every move, they mimic our words, they embody our habits. They are us reincarnated into new little humans!

Mommin’ ain’t easy, but it sure is fun.

Every pregnancy, every birth, every baby, and every parenting experience will be different.  Meeting new parents and being able to witness them find their footing in parenting is always amazing to me.  Supporting that family who struggled in the beginning, and BOOM they suddenly “get it”. Helping families find their own paths in this crazy maze of parenting as their postpartum doula has been beautifully rewarding.

It’s Not Always Easy, but It Can be Fun…