Relating
I always heard that being a mom changes you, and of course I knew it would be true but I don’t think I really understood what in my life would change. There are the obvious… having devotion to another life, being outrageously tired, worrying about EVERYTHING etc. One thing I wasn’t as prepared for was how unrelatable I would become.
Before I got pregnant I was living in Chicago while my husband was in North Carolina. I could go out anytime and go anywhere; if I didn’t want to come home I didn’t have to (yay sleepovers with Rachel). Fast forward to now…. I get up between 6-7:15am every morning (weekends included), I get my husband out the door and then entertain two children until they go down for naps then if I am lucky and they both sleep at the same time I get to clean the house in preparation for round 2. I generally eat over the sink or while doing something else. If I need to go out it could take up to 30 minutes to get everything ready so we don’t do it unless we have somewhere fun or necessary to go. Then when Don comes home we get dinner to everyone, do the bedtime routine and then I sit and relax with him until I go to bed. That is my day, pretty much every day to some degree.
When I do manage to go out it is usually to somewhere quiet (Don and I have managed it once since Audrey for an hour at 4:00 in the afternoon). Imagine being touched all day every day, being surrounded by noisy toys, singing, crying etc. When given the chance for some alone time I want the opposite. I have a pair of heels that I LOVE that I haven’t worn since 2007 (before I got pregnant with Ryan). Don’t get me wrong, I love being a parent, it’s more than loving my kids, I love the responsibility of it and the feeling I get doing it. I also don’t want to belittle being a stay at home parent… I think it is a really important and really hard job I am just talking about its toll on my friendships.
Imagine I find some time to talk to a “pre-baby” friend (this happens once in a blue moon but it is possible). What is the first thing they ask (it’s the same thing I ask people too… so no judgment)… “So what have you been up to?”…. I never have any idea what to say, my answer usually involves what my children or husband have been up to. I mean looking at my schedule above what would you say…? “I went to the store and got milk today, because we ran out” or “I got up at 3:00am to breast pump.” Maybe it is a sign that I need to get out and do more stuff for myself or maybe it is just that I need to give it time, for my children to grow up a bit and have some of their own lives so that I can have a bit of time to focus on me instead of them.
It is different to talk to other moms. We can talk about the merits of waiting on the MMR vaccine, or how we are fitting in time with our husbands with little ones underfoot, or how to use a nasal aspirator during a particularly bad cold. I am not saying that my mom friends are better friends then my non-mom friends. I have many non-mom friends that I love dearly even though I don’t talk to them often. So if you are one of these non-mom friends please know that I am thinking about you, that I love you and that in this case it really is me not you.
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