Wired Tired Mom

I’m sitting here drinking my decaf coffee because I, like many moms, desire to drink 6-7 cups of coffee a day, but alas, we have to breastfeed.

There’s just something about sitting in the morning in a clean house (because you remembered to tidy up before you went to bed), fresh-out-the-dryer pjs, drinking your hot liquid of choice in your “mom” mug, toddler successfully eating eggs and a biscuit, the baby is fat happy and napping, you’ve had some water, and there’s soft music playing on the TV. It’s absolute bliss. It’s peace. Why do we look forward to simple moments like this now?

If you’re a new mom, especially in her early twenties like me, this is such a big shift. We used to look forward to hangouts with friends, iced coffee, thrifting/shopping, late-night movies, or late-night video games if ya nerdy like me. Now we’re happy if we only have to reheat our coffee two times instead of five. It’s jarring.

On top of such a big change to our identities and daily lives, we also deal with an onslaught of differing opinions on this whole mom thing. Suddenly, we’re attacked with questions such as: “Are you breastfeeding?” “Are they in a bassinet?” “Where are the socks?” “Why does his head look like that?”

I just pushed a butternut squash out, give me like two months!

It’s not just the opinions; it’s the anger and disgust when you don’t immediately accept them or treat a post with “statistics” a lady pulled from Facebook as gospel. It’s like it’s illegal to do things your own way and at your own pace. And when you actually ask for advice or just want to vent, it’s: “you signed up for this,” or “I already did my time, figure it out.” The odds are stacked against you.

You see, I’m a young mother. 23 years old, with two under two, and a new Communications degree that I miraculously completed weeks before the second was born (yeah, I am bragging), and I’m working to develop a foolproof parenting method to deal with these opinions and changes. It’s called “my method” because it’s just the way I’m doing it. Of course, some stances and opinions are taken, but it’s still my way. For me, most ways are the right way.

You’re giving formula? Great! You’re breastfeeding? Fantastic! You’re a pumping mom? Literally superwoman. You’ve started purees? Sounds delicious! Their first food was a ribeye steak? Lucky! Of course, not all ways are great. I mean, they probably shouldn’t sleep outside, but no way is the same, and no way should be the same.

That’s what this blog is for. It’s my trek into parenting. My experiences, what worked for me, what I think will work in the future, and it’s also for me to look back on and think, “wow… that was interesting.” This blog is mine, and it’s a suggestion to you. A documentation of events, if you will, to preserve my memories; my methods. Of course, I’ll look back on some things and think, “well, that was a mess,” but that’s the point of a journey; you start your walk at the beginning, not the end.

So yeah, that’s what this is. It’s just another mom blog, another documentation, another suggestion, and a journal of sorts. We’ll see what happens.

Now I have to get back to my peaceful morning and reheat my coffee AGAIN.