A Different Kind of Mother's Day

I have always loved Mother's Day, simply because I love my mom and I like having a day to recognize her and all she's done for me. Arsen was also blessed with a wonderful mama, and our little guy is super lucky to have these two amazing women in his life. Last year I wrote a post honoring the important moms in my life, and the feelings I wrote about then still stand true. But this year I feel a little different now that I'm a new mama myself.

It's crazy how the instant you find out you're expecting you feel this connection to all other mothers. I can actually remember walking into Target a couple of days after I found out I was pregnant, passing a very pregnant woman with a little one at her side, and thinking "Now I get it." Even though I was barely pregnant, I already felt the incredible love in my heart that you always hear moms talk about. It's truly something that can't be explained, and I love that I'm part of the club now.

This is how I spent a large portion of my Mother's Day (thanks to my sweet husband)

Earlier this morning Grayson was being fussy and Arsen was trying to calm him down while I did my makeup. He was talking to him and I heard him say "I don't know how your mom does this little man. She must be way more patient than I am." And I said "I think it's the mom thing". I am not a patient person naturally. And add in exhaustion and hormones, and I would think I would be less patient than ever. But it's like I suddenly have this superhuman amount of patience that I have no idea where it came from.

Last night I finally got Grayson to sleep at midnight after about two hours of fussing and just being restless and fighting sleep. He typically wakes up every two to two and a half hours for a diaper change and to eat, so I knew I would be up around two. Normally he goes right back to sleep after about 30-45 minutes of eating and rocking. Right on cue, he woke me up a couple minutes after two. And then he stayed awake until about 4:15. In the middle of the night when you are more tired than you've ever been and your husband and little dog are snoring beside you, it's a real struggle to stay awake with a fussy baby for more than two hours. But somehow, I'm fine. I'm exhausted, sure, but I'm so incredibly happy. Anytime I start to get frustrated I just look at his little face and I know that I need to cherish every single exhausting moment because they will pass so quickly.


My babies!

So now, almost three weeks in, I feel like I'm starting to grasp what motherhood really is. It's everything I ever dreamed it would be, and so much more. It's much more tiring than I ever thought, and somehow my days slip away in what feels like minutes without me accomplishing a thing, but every day is wonderful in its monotony.

In true new-mother fashion, I had every intention of writing this post yesterday on what was actually Mother's Day, but I ran out of time and energy. But I got it done! So Happy (Belated) Mother's Day to all of you mama's out there. We are all so lucky to have this title of "Mom" and I hope your families made you feel appreciated for all that you do for them.

4 comments

  1. I love this post! I definitely feel the same way as you did when you first were pregnant. Being pregnant has made me realize that I'm about to join this crazy club and find out what true love is. I've been so nervous about the waking up in the middle of the night and the exhaustion but everyone ensures me that it will all feel worth it and I'll get through it. Thank you for more assurance!! :)

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  2. Happy 1st Mother's Day! Girl, it is impressive that you even got this post up at all. And that pic where he's smiling? I die! So precious. You look gorgeous as usual and seriously don't look like you've lost any sleep! Amazing! How is Addie adjusting to being a big sis? Looks like you're still giving her plenty of love. :)

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  3. Love that you caught a little baby smile :) Happy Mother's Day to you!

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  4. You never know how hard this mama thing is until you have one. Jack is 6 months old and it has gotten much better. Those first few weeks were HORRIBLE yet WONDERFUL. The sleepest you have ever been yet you miss them so much as soon as you put them down to sleep.

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