Baby D is growing up much faster than I would like her to. Every day, she is showing me something new – whether it’s crossing her arms or singing to Andra Day’s “Rise Up”. Oh, and let’s not forget the fact that she is now trying to climb EV-ER-Y-THING.
The first year of motherhood was by far the most amazing, tumultuous & enlightening experience I’ve ever had.
When I was growing up & envisioning my future, I never thought I’d be a mother at the age of 30…and a single mother at that.
The past year has taught me many things about life, about giving life, about myself. To sum it up, I’m a badass. I still have a way to go, but I feel much stronger than I’ve ever felt in my life. Maybe motherhood was exactly what I needed to launch myself into my purpose, although my exact calling is still to be determined.
As the light at the end of the tunnel gets a little closer & brighter with each day, I reflect on the top lessons I’ve learned since bringing a life into this world.
I saw a Target weekly ad a couple of weeks ago & came across a promotion for anti-bullying tees from the Kind Is Cool brand.
I was immediately inspired by the positive messages the brand was spreading about anti-bullying & it made me think about the impact that this campaign will have on children everywhere.
Because October is National Bullying Prevention Month, I thought it best to spark the conversation & talk about how we can be a part of the solution & help protect ourselves & our children from bullying.
I’m thankful that I have never been bullied. The trauma, stress, & lowered self-esteem that results from being bullied is something that no one at any age should have to experience.
I’ve never been a morning person. Never. EVER. For as long as I can remember, waking up early to get my day started has been the worst part of my day. Regardless of how much sleep I got the night before, having to get out of bed, get dressed & become a tolerable human being at the butt crack of dawn has always been a struggle…until now.
Just kidding. It’s still a huge struggle, especially since having the baby. You see, my sleep time is limited. While Baby D doesn’t keep me up at night as frequently as she used to, I’d be lying if I said I get a full night’s sleep these days. In fact, I’m covnvinced the advice they give about getting more sleep was not meant for parents of infants. But I digress.
Previously published on Dancing With Motherhood
For most of us, taking on the mom role is the toughest transition we’ve ever made. After laboring for what seems like an eternity & giving birth to our greatest accomplishment, we come home, exhausted & sore, to realize that life isn’t the same. We aren’t the same. We’ve taken on this new identity as a mom, and it’s tough.
As you’re tossed into the throes of caring for someone other than yourself 24/7, you start getting sucked into what I call “the mom cycle”. Baby cries, you feed her. Baby stinks, you change her. Baby cries again, you rock her to sleep. You sit down for what seems like only a minute before, you guessed it, baby cries and the cycle begins all over again.