Have you guys seen this clever new Fiat ad? I love this! “Nighttime-waker, I'm a placater, peacemaker.” Sleep-deprived, eating leftover fish fingers, flooding your timeline with my baby news…I'd say that pretty much sums up the life of a new mom.
Sidekick is now a month old! How the heck did that happen? I swear, I haven't slept for more than two hours in a row since he was born. This little man doesn't like to stay asleep unless he's being held by someone. That “someone” is usually me. But I've had a couple friends comment on how I seem to be doing better with a new baby the second time around. Apparently I was sort of a walking disaster the first time. I don't really remember…I think I've blocked the first three month's of Some Boy's life out of my mind!
What I'm doing differently this time is admitting when I need help, and saying “No” a lot. I've said “No” to projects that I don't have room for in my life. I've said “No” to trekking all over the place to see everyone for the holidays. I've said “No” to some of Nathaniel's over-zealous ideas. And I've become downright bossy at times. When people ask to come visit, I require that they bring food. Yes, it's a requirement if they want entry into my home. I think what the commercial above gets at – and what every mother eventually realizes – is that motherhood strips away our concerns about properness. To survive motherhood, you have to stop caring what people think once in awhile and focus on what really matters. If the family is fed, bathed within the last few days, and not gushing blood from any orifices…it's a win.
I'd say motherhood also helps women develop one heck of a sardonic sense of humor. Thank God for that!
This is a sponsored post. All opinions are my own.