I've known I wanted to be a mom for as long as I can remember. After seeing my own mother raise five kids, as well as watching aunts with their young children, plus observing random young mothers at church or the grocery store...I thought I had a pretty good idea of what motherhood was all about. And some of my expectations were pretty accurate...I anticipated some long, sleepless nights. I knew I would be giving up some of the precious, uninterrupted hours I used to enjoy with my husband. And I looked forward to the moments of cradling my baby girl in my arms, feeling overwhelmed by unconditional love for her. All of those were things I had heard described by other mothers and I expected to experience myself. But some things I was not prepared for. Either because they are unique to me and my little girl. Or because I had never heard about it before. Or because I had heard it, but frankly, didn't believe it would happen to me. :)
Here are some of the things that surprised me...
1.) Motherhood is a full-time job. I had all these big ideas about how much stuff I would be able to get done when I was staying home with a baby. But taking care of a baby is a lot of work! Even when I do have a spare moment, all I often want to do is take a nap. I thought this somee card was pretty accurate...
2.) Anna's poopy diapers are not that gross. I mean, they don't smell pretty, and it's not fun changing them, but it's really not that bad. Neither are her runny noses or sticky fingers. In fact, Derek tells me to leave her alone because I'm always picking/wiping her nose. Other kids' runny noses and sticky fingers are gross to me, but not hers. Somehow being her mom makes me immune to the grossness. (Apparently that immunity is exclusive to moms. Derek thinks her messy diapers are disgusting. Don't worry...he still changes them anyway!)
3.) I sometimes lose my patience with my baby girl. People had warned me about this. I'd heard about shaken baby syndrome and all that. But I couldn't understand it. Sure, listening to a baby cry is no fun, but it's the only way she can communicate and she's just so sweet and innocent, how could I ever possibly be upset with her? But boy, when it's 1:00 in the morning and I've been trying for an hour and a half to get her to sleep and she's screaming her head off, suddenly she's not so cute anymore. I've never been close to wanting to shake or hurt her, but I have definitely screamed...and cried...and chucked her pacifier at the wall in frustration. Thankfully, these moments have only come at night, when Derek is home and can take a turn with Anna while I regroup. I don't know how I would manage on my own.
4.) Watching my husband be a daddy makes me fall in love with him all over again. I LOVE how he loves our little girl.
5.) In the same breath, I felt an unexpected little twinge of sadness the first time he held Anna and I realized I would no longer be his only girl. :)
6.) I didn't expect to worry about her so much. The first few nights after we brought her home, I hardly slept...not just because she woke up a lot, but also because when she did sleep, I kept getting up to check on her to make sure she was OK. Even now, if she actually sleeps through the night, I still wake up and worry something is wrong because she didn't wake up when she normally does. I worry about her when I leave her with other people, even if they're people I trust completely to take care of her. When I'm out and about, I have to keep within arms reach of her at all times. When I go shopping now, I always park right next to the shopping cart holder so I only have to move a couple feet away from the car when I'm putting away the shopping cart.
7.) I'm already realizing how much Anna watches my every move...and it both thrills and terrifies me. I truly want to be a better person for my little girl because I know she's watching everything I do...or don't do.
8.) I knew motherhood would be rewarding...but I didn't expect Anna to really appreciate me until she grew up. Or at least until she could talk. But she already finds ways to tell me. Every morning when I go to get her, she greets me with her big, bright smile. And sometimes, when I'm nursing her, she'll just stop all of a sudden, look up at me, and smile as if to say, "Hi, Mom! I love you!" And then she'll go back to eating. It melts my heart. It is
absolutely the truth when people tell you that motherhood is the most rewarding job in the world.