Surprise, I'm going to be a "Mommy"A Chapter by REALISTICMOM
You know, it is said, “being a parent is the easiest and most exciting experience a person will ever have in their life. Oh sure! Let me emphasize the word easiest here. The dictionary defines the word “easy” as; Comfortable, effortless, easy right? Now don’t get me wrong, I love my children, but they are far from “EASY.”
In the beginning I started out as a single mom of two children, I was fairly young, early 20’s, I wasn’t always single, life just has taken an interesting turn but that’s a different story.
I personally feel that raising kids while you’re a single parent is a lot harder than having a partner, I can’t tell my spouse, “your turn to change the baby’s diaper, and while your up can you make me a sandwich? Oh come on PLEASE?”
Raising kids is no easy task, with or without help, trying to cope with the everyday hustle and bustle of morning rituals; attempting the task of waking two children up in different rooms at the same time, trying to find a missing sock from the dryer when you know two went in but only one came out, and trying to remember where you put your car keys before you completely lose your mind can make anyone look crazy, but try doing it on a day to day basis by yourself is a whole different story, ha you think, no one would want that, and its true but we mom’s do it all day every day and we smile like it’s a normal thing. (Screaming in our head while ripping out our hair of course).
Let’s recap - no sleep for six months, everything is going wrong, neurotic parent. Sleep! What’s sleep? I’ll tell you what my version of sleep is, “Walking Zombie” you know you walk through the house doing tasks here and there, eyes open, arms out, grunting from time to time, but not really awake and certainly not asleep. I tell you at times I wonder how I got to work, I was just rolling out of bed and the next thing I know I’m at work, huh go figure.
So let see, where was I? Oh yes, I’m going to be a mommy, my son Timothy was the first little bundle of joy in my life. Was I surprised? Better words for that phrase should be “OH MY GOSH!”
I was about two months along before I found out my little “surprise.” Wondering how I knew? Well I think eating pickles and vanilla ice cream with lemon juice (mmmmm tasty) and then tossing my cookies, kind of gave me a little hint! Sound familiar to anyone out there?
Oh well, I thought this would be a great experience, I’m going to be a mommy. No I’m lying, that’s not even close to what I was thinking at the time. It was more like (what the @*#!%^) was I going to do? I’m pregnant! I’m twenty years old, not even old enough to drink, (which I could’ve used right about then) and still in the prime of my life, now what?
I’ve got my whole life in front of me, well I thought to myself, I’ll have to make some quick decisions here. I had to think things out fast. So let’s see here, twenty years old, not married, pregnant, and I’m on my own.
I bet right about now your thinking to yourself, wow this is depressing why did I get this book, just wait it gets better, I promise!
After some soul searching, I finally came to grips with the facts and my sanity that I was going to be a mommy!
© 2010 REALISTICMOM
Added on September 5, 2010
Last Updated on September 5, 2010
AboutMy Name is Carolyn, my friends and family call me CC, I'm a 40 year old mother of four. Let me rephrase that, I'm a realistic mother of four, and a Libra to boot! Why do I say that, because I have a s.. more..
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