Before I was a mom…
I thought I was “busy”. HA!
Before I was a mom…
I thought being a mom would be easy. Now, I realize it is anything but.
Before I was a mom…
I thought when I became a mom, I would turn into this all-knowing, mature “woman”. Now I realize I know less than I thought I did before and act more immature than my 18 month old daughter. Boy, do I feel sorry for her -
Before I was a mom…
I had no idea of the value of time. Now, I would do anything to have back, all the time I wasted and took for granted before becoming a mom.
Before I was a mom…
My weight didn’t yo yo and my hair – well actually – it was always a mess. But at least 1/2 of it didn’t fall out!
Before I was a mom…
I thought life was complicated and made it complicated. Now, life IS complicated and I’m trying to make it less complicated.
Before I was a mom…
Crying babies didn’t bother me – I just felt sorry for them. Now, they still don’t bother me, I just feel sorry for the parents.
Before I was a mom…
I thought I couldn’t love anything more than my dogs. Now, I sometimes forget I even HAVE dogs (they’re w/my parents). Poor babies.
Before I was a mom…
I felt like I was missing out if I wasn’t out and about, partying, living in L.A. or New York with some flashy job, in flashy clothes, living a flashy life. Now, I KNOW I was missing out on everything…just not that stuff.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Before I was a Mommy I fit into size 0 clothes....
and could fly anywhere I wanted to be, propelled only by the power of my mind, and I had a million rainbow ponies who would do whatever I asked....
Okay, so the clothes were size 6 (South African) and the flying and ponies might have been Vodka-induced hallucinations, but still. I was seriously cool before I was a Mommy...
Before I was a Mommy..... I spent several weeks in complete denial before finally giving in and taking the pregnancy test that turned my whole world on its head.
Before I was a Mommy..... I never thought I would ever want to have kids.
Before I was a Mommy..... I used to laugh at how my mother used to smile that knowing smile and say things like, "Just you wait 'til you have kids of your own....".
Before I was a Mommy..... I never used to cry in the sad parts of movies.
Before I was a Mommy..... I could go for days without any vaguely decent amount of sleep and would never say no to a party.
Before I was a Mommy..... I had no clue how desperately sad and lonely I'd been for the longest time.
Before I was a Mommy..... Alcohol was more important than food.
Before I was a Mommy..... I didn't know what menstrual cramps felt like. Or heartburn. Or constipation. Or anything above 45kg body weight.
Before I was a Mommy..... Macdonald's was only to be tolerated when in a state of utter inebriation.
And now I'm a Mommy. And pretty much nothing is as it used to be. And I appreciate my own mom so, so much more.
Okay, so the clothes were size 6 (South African) and the flying and ponies might have been Vodka-induced hallucinations, but still. I was seriously cool before I was a Mommy...
Before I was a Mommy..... I spent several weeks in complete denial before finally giving in and taking the pregnancy test that turned my whole world on its head.
Before I was a Mommy..... I never thought I would ever want to have kids.
Before I was a Mommy..... I used to laugh at how my mother used to smile that knowing smile and say things like, "Just you wait 'til you have kids of your own....".
Before I was a Mommy..... I never used to cry in the sad parts of movies.
Before I was a Mommy..... I could go for days without any vaguely decent amount of sleep and would never say no to a party.
Before I was a Mommy..... I had no clue how desperately sad and lonely I'd been for the longest time.
Before I was a Mommy..... Alcohol was more important than food.
Before I was a Mommy..... I didn't know what menstrual cramps felt like. Or heartburn. Or constipation. Or anything above 45kg body weight.
Before I was a Mommy..... Macdonald's was only to be tolerated when in a state of utter inebriation.
And now I'm a Mommy. And pretty much nothing is as it used to be. And I appreciate my own mom so, so much more.
Before Sweets was a mommy~
Before I was a mommy…I had the body of a goddess…*sigh* I think I’ll go sit in the corner and cry some...
Before I was a mommy…I thought I would be such a cool mom, haha very funny... I don’t know if I’m a cool mom or not, but for some reason it doesn’t bother me, I have to do right by them, so if that makes me unpopular, lovin’ it !
Before I was a mommy…I slept thought the night and would not have woken up for any amount of money.
Before I was a mommy…it never dawned on me that I would be divorced and would have to do the parenting alone.
Before I was a mommy…I never knew I could love another human being so much. Then when I was expecting my second child I was petrified that I wouldn’t be able to love him as much as I did my first. Silly me.
Before I was a mommy…I didn’t know what hemorrhoids were.
Before I was a mommy… I sweat the small stuff… now my motto is… don’t sweat the small stuff!!
Before I was a mommy… I saw my own parents differently.
Before I was a mommy…I thought my life was perfect, but~ I was wrong :)
Before I was a mommy…I thought I would be such a cool mom, haha very funny... I don’t know if I’m a cool mom or not, but for some reason it doesn’t bother me, I have to do right by them, so if that makes me unpopular, lovin’ it !
Before I was a mommy…I slept thought the night and would not have woken up for any amount of money.
Before I was a mommy…it never dawned on me that I would be divorced and would have to do the parenting alone.
Before I was a mommy…I never knew I could love another human being so much. Then when I was expecting my second child I was petrified that I wouldn’t be able to love him as much as I did my first. Silly me.
Before I was a mommy…I didn’t know what hemorrhoids were.
Before I was a mommy… I sweat the small stuff… now my motto is… don’t sweat the small stuff!!
Before I was a mommy… I saw my own parents differently.
Before I was a mommy…I thought my life was perfect, but~ I was wrong :)
Nomination!!!!!!!!! SA Blog awards
http://www.sablogawards.com/2008/?votenow=3
Best Group Blog!!
You bitches best VOTE!!!
Hee hee hee
On and congrats to Meea, Exmi for making it.
Best Group Blog!!
You bitches best VOTE!!!
Hee hee hee
On and congrats to Meea, Exmi for making it.
Monday, March 3, 2008
Before Boobah came along...
...I slept whenever I felt like it. I had afternoon naps. I went to bed late and I woke up even later. Now I don't have that luxury anymore.
...I was a very selfish person. My whole world only revolved around me. Now, I'm still a selfish person, my world just revolves around Boobah.
...Little things used to bother me. Now, I couldn't care less about the little things.
...I never planned ahead. Now, if we go anywhere for any reason, I have something packed in for any possibility.
...I was a materialistic girl. Now, I still spend money on stuff, but it just happens to be stuff for Boobah.
...I hated Barney. I still hate Barney, but I've learned to tolerate him.
...Responsibility meant nothing to me.
...I enjoyed the farting competitions we had as a family. Now, I can't wait till my boy is old enough so I can have them with him.
...I was a real tomboy. Definitely not a girlie-girl. Now, I have turned into glam mommy (Okay, okay, only sometimes)
...I liked other peoples kids, because I could give them back. Now I have my own, and I can give him to my mom.
...I hated sloppy kisses. Now, they're the best kind, because they are only reserved for me! (The sloppy ones, I mean)
...I was a very selfish person. My whole world only revolved around me. Now, I'm still a selfish person, my world just revolves around Boobah.
...Little things used to bother me. Now, I couldn't care less about the little things.
...I never planned ahead. Now, if we go anywhere for any reason, I have something packed in for any possibility.
...I was a materialistic girl. Now, I still spend money on stuff, but it just happens to be stuff for Boobah.
...I hated Barney. I still hate Barney, but I've learned to tolerate him.
...Responsibility meant nothing to me.
...I enjoyed the farting competitions we had as a family. Now, I can't wait till my boy is old enough so I can have them with him.
...I was a real tomboy. Definitely not a girlie-girl. Now, I have turned into glam mommy (Okay, okay, only sometimes)
...I liked other peoples kids, because I could give them back. Now I have my own, and I can give him to my mom.
...I hated sloppy kisses. Now, they're the best kind, because they are only reserved for me! (The sloppy ones, I mean)
Before I Was A Mommy...
Before I was a mommy...I never thought I had any sort of maternal instinct. Other people's children freaked me out. And still kinda do.
Before I was a mommy....I thought I couldn't have children. When I found out I was pregnant, I considered abortion. But then I remembered that I was apparently unable to have children, and that this one must indeed be a miracle, and how can I destroy a miracle?
Before I was a mommy...My baby was predicted. My dad's girlfriend went to a fortune teller abotu a year before I found out I was pregnant. The fortune-teller told her there was a little boy waiting to be born. That he'd been waiting for a long time. Well, he's arrived now and is very much here. All 7.5 kg of him.
Before I was a mommy...I never planned to have children. Ever. Now when The Boyfriend suggests having a girl too, I sometimes think it's not such a bad idea.
Before I was a mommy...I had no idea about responsibility. I have a slight inkling now. There's nothing like being responsible entirely for another person's well-being to scare the snot into you and make you become a better person.
Before I was a mommy....I was a party-girl. Every night of the week. In fact there weren't enough hours in the night, or bottles of vodka in the world for me to party as much as I wanted to.
Before I was a mommy...I thought I would throw up if I had to change a shitty nappy or deal with vomit. I dont even flinch. I get covered in spit and vomit all the time. It doesn't bother me in the least.
Before I was a mommy....I didn't understand what my dad meant by '....you'll only understand how much I love you when you have a child of your own....' I now know how much he loves me. And it's a whole bunch!
Sunday, March 2, 2008
The Early Bird Gets the Bacon
This is some interesting homework, Exmi (oh, yes, I've totally given you a nickname) - I can't wait to see what everyone else says...
Before I was a mom, I craved it and never thought it was going to happen. As soon as I gave up, it did.
Before I was a mom, I withdrew from life's disappointments by getting high in some way (drugs, booze, sex, shopping, pure manically-induced moments). Now, I get high from cleaning fumes and midnight manic blogging.
Before I was a mom, I thought if I became a mom, I'd fit into this cookie cutter image of a person who was always thoughtful and gentle and peaceful with their child, so as to raise one of similar behaviour. Now I know that I don't necessarily want one like that - my kid's got so much attitude, it makes her even more entralling.
Before I was a mom, it was really easy to judge parents whose kids were whining or screaming or sitting there talking and the parent was just doing nothing. Now, I understand why, sometimes.
Before I was a mom, I was never going to let my kid watch tv, speak only one language, see me with a drink or smoke in hand, eat McDonalds, wear pink and a whole other laundry list of do nots. All of those self-inflicted rules were broken by the time she was 11 months old.
Before I was a mom, I didn't think I'd consider cleaning while a TV babysit my kid, or grocery shopping as me time. Now, I look forward to it.
Before I was a mom, I didn't think I'd ever read the same 45 word book multiple times in a row or play ring around the rosie until I got dizzy. But I do, almost everyday.
Before I was a mom, I'd never loved someone unconditionally - despite when they bite, kick, punch and slap me, keep me awake for days in a row, vomit on me, scream at me and do horribly defacement to my body. But with her, it's tru luv 4eva.
Before I was a mom, I craved it and never thought it was going to happen. As soon as I gave up, it did.
Before I was a mom, I withdrew from life's disappointments by getting high in some way (drugs, booze, sex, shopping, pure manically-induced moments). Now, I get high from cleaning fumes and midnight manic blogging.
Before I was a mom, I thought if I became a mom, I'd fit into this cookie cutter image of a person who was always thoughtful and gentle and peaceful with their child, so as to raise one of similar behaviour. Now I know that I don't necessarily want one like that - my kid's got so much attitude, it makes her even more entralling.
Before I was a mom, it was really easy to judge parents whose kids were whining or screaming or sitting there talking and the parent was just doing nothing. Now, I understand why, sometimes.
Before I was a mom, I was never going to let my kid watch tv, speak only one language, see me with a drink or smoke in hand, eat McDonalds, wear pink and a whole other laundry list of do nots. All of those self-inflicted rules were broken by the time she was 11 months old.
Before I was a mom, I didn't think I'd consider cleaning while a TV babysit my kid, or grocery shopping as me time. Now, I look forward to it.
Before I was a mom, I didn't think I'd ever read the same 45 word book multiple times in a row or play ring around the rosie until I got dizzy. But I do, almost everyday.
Before I was a mom, I'd never loved someone unconditionally - despite when they bite, kick, punch and slap me, keep me awake for days in a row, vomit on me, scream at me and do horribly defacement to my body. But with her, it's tru luv 4eva.
Meme For Bad Mommies
On account of how Sheena has been missing from Bloggerama recently, I have decided to set the homework this week. In case she has forgotten. So here we all are.
This week's homework is something a little different. I have grown tired of the 'Questions & Answers Format'.
It's called.... "Before I Was A Mommy....." and I was inspired by "Shelled & Deshelled".
So click the link. (Here's another example)
Read hers to see how it'd done...
And let's see what you come up with...
PS: if you're not a bad mommy, feel free to complete this in the comments section.
Let Go, Let TV
This is a post from my Restless Blog I thought was a good "bad mommy" entry:
I'm SO tired. It's 8:00 pm Sunday eve. it's been a LONG weekend, and my husband's at work. My daughter needs attention (as most normal kids do); I played with her a bit, tried to draw with her, "read" with her some - but finally kind of gave up. Quite frankly, I just don't have it in me anymore tonight. Because she's merely 18 months, her language is still very foreign to me and I spend most my days pretending to know what she's saying and "pretend" talking with her. Actually, I've done this since she was born. (That may be why she "talks" constantly). It's absolutely THE cutest thing I've ever heard and witnessed, but tonight - I just can't do it. I can't fake not being tired and I can't play with her and her toys she plays with in her own random way. I'm just plain exhausted. That's why daddy is suppose to be home on Sunday evenings: to save mommy from going insane.
So, I'm doing the thing I told myself I would never do BEFORE having my precious daughter: letting go and letting the TV babysit her.
BTW, in my defense, I AM forcing myself to still do the pretend "I'm so excited Kai-lin is on too!" + big fake - I don't want her to feel like she's watching TV alone - smile.
Is it bedtime yet?
I'm SO tired. It's 8:00 pm Sunday eve. it's been a LONG weekend, and my husband's at work. My daughter needs attention (as most normal kids do); I played with her a bit, tried to draw with her, "read" with her some - but finally kind of gave up. Quite frankly, I just don't have it in me anymore tonight. Because she's merely 18 months, her language is still very foreign to me and I spend most my days pretending to know what she's saying and "pretend" talking with her. Actually, I've done this since she was born. (That may be why she "talks" constantly). It's absolutely THE cutest thing I've ever heard and witnessed, but tonight - I just can't do it. I can't fake not being tired and I can't play with her and her toys she plays with in her own random way. I'm just plain exhausted. That's why daddy is suppose to be home on Sunday evenings: to save mommy from going insane.
So, I'm doing the thing I told myself I would never do BEFORE having my precious daughter: letting go and letting the TV babysit her.
BTW, in my defense, I AM forcing myself to still do the pretend "I'm so excited Kai-lin is on too!" + big fake - I don't want her to feel like she's watching TV alone - smile.
Is it bedtime yet?
I Almost Forgot
That I still had to do my own homework... so I'm just scraping in under the wire here!
1. Do you remember a particular incident or moment from your own childhood that has influenced the way you raise your offspring?
There were one or two occasions when I was in primary school that my mommy darling said “why can’t you be more like…” We argued about it once, and she never did it again that I can remember. I have never done it to Damien.
2. Have you started some kind of savings plan or investment thingy for when your kidlet(s) wants to go to college or varsity?
I started one once… I actually kept it going for a long time- but when I changed jobs I Hd to suddenly start paying all kinds of things myself that my previous employers had paid for me and I used the little bit of money that had accumulated to get myself out of serious debt… I never restarted it…
3. Do you think it’s possible to let go of “mommy guilt”, to forgive yourself and move on, to do better?
Hhmmm… Maybe one day- when Damien is a grown up and doing something he likes and being happy (I hope)- I will be able to let go of the “mommy guilt”… until then I will battle with it, occasionally pretending its not there at all…
4. How long after giving birth did you want to have sex?
I was single as Damien's father and I had split when I was a few months pregnant, so all my craving didn’t get me very far… but if I remember correctly it was about 3 months after Damien was born. I acquired my first F.I.B. when Damien was about 6 months old.
1. Do you remember a particular incident or moment from your own childhood that has influenced the way you raise your offspring?
There were one or two occasions when I was in primary school that my mommy darling said “why can’t you be more like…” We argued about it once, and she never did it again that I can remember. I have never done it to Damien.
2. Have you started some kind of savings plan or investment thingy for when your kidlet(s) wants to go to college or varsity?
I started one once… I actually kept it going for a long time- but when I changed jobs I Hd to suddenly start paying all kinds of things myself that my previous employers had paid for me and I used the little bit of money that had accumulated to get myself out of serious debt… I never restarted it…
3. Do you think it’s possible to let go of “mommy guilt”, to forgive yourself and move on, to do better?
Hhmmm… Maybe one day- when Damien is a grown up and doing something he likes and being happy (I hope)- I will be able to let go of the “mommy guilt”… until then I will battle with it, occasionally pretending its not there at all…
4. How long after giving birth did you want to have sex?
I was single as Damien's father and I had split when I was a few months pregnant, so all my craving didn’t get me very far… but if I remember correctly it was about 3 months after Damien was born. I acquired my first F.I.B. when Damien was about 6 months old.
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