{"id":8529,"date":"2015-06-18T07:35:35","date_gmt":"2015-06-18T11:35:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/?p=8529"},"modified":"2015-07-15T08:05:15","modified_gmt":"2015-07-15T12:05:15","slug":"when-just-being-a-mom-is-enough","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/18\/when-just-being-a-mom-is-enough\/","title":{"rendered":"When Just Being a Mom is Enough"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Everyone wants to know these days how I&#8217;m feeling. \u00a0My budding baby belly prompts assumptions or curiosities about my physical well-being.(And trust me, people only ask because I&#8217;m pregnant), I usually say &#8220;just tired.&#8221; \u00a0I constantly use this human I&#8217;m growing as justification for being fatigued. \u00a0I blame my short comings and failures in life on the life inside of me. \u00a0Because I can, because it&#8217;s expected.<\/p>\n<p>But let&#8217;s forget for a moment that I&#8217;m pregnant. \u00a0That I am constantly exhausted. \u00a0That I can&#8217;t hardly make it up the stairs without feeling like I need a break at the top. \u00a0That half the time when I sit on the floor to change a diaper or help build blocks or put something away that I feel like I may never (ever!) get up again. \u00a0That sometimes when my children ask me to do something, I actually reply &#8220;honey, mommy just can&#8217;t right now. \u00a0I&#8217;m too tired.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>What if I tell you the truth that no mommy wants to share: I don&#8217;t know that much would be different if I wasn&#8217;t pregnant. \u00a0That my exhaustion and fatigue and failures would still exist because of the THREE other tiny humans I am constantly in charge of.<\/p>\n<p>No one wants to talk about their shortcomings as a mommy. \u00a0No one wants to admit when they fail, unless it&#8217;s an epic fail that they can joke about and flaunt all over social media. \u00a0No mommy truthfully ever says &#8220;I&#8217;m just so tired from\u00a0<em>being<\/em> a mommy.&#8221; \u00a0Because we can&#8217;t, because it&#8217;s not expected.<\/p>\n<p>When was the last time you asked a mommy how she was feeling? \u00a0Not the social &#8220;how are you?&#8221; or &#8220;how&#8217;s it going?&#8221; \u00a0Not in the context of pregnancy, newborn life or true sickness. \u00a0But just on a normal day: &#8220;How are you feeling?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s never happened in my 7 year mommy career. \u00a0Because as mommies we&#8217;re expected to have it all together. \u00a0We can joke about it being hard. \u00a0Sometimes we can even spill out the realities of mommying all over a blog or lengthy Facebook post. \u00a0But it&#8217;s expected that the moment is fleeting and we are back to being super, perfect mommies the next moment.\u00a0 Or at least pretending to revel in every moment.\u00a0 Or at least pretending like we are doing more than merely <em>survive<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>But MY\u00a0truth is much murkier, less pretty, and much less idyllic. \u00a0The truth is mommying is hard and exhausting pretty much all the time for me. \u00a0That I have regular short comings. \u00a0That I fail often. \u00a0That I never accomplish as much as I feel like I should. \u00a0As much as\u00a0<em>I\u00a0think<\/em> other people think I should. That at the end of most days, human growing inside me or not, I feel exhausted and unaccomplished.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s not that I don&#8217;t do anything all day. \u00a0I am constantly changing diapers, making meals, managing snacks, looking for water cups, refereeing arguments, nagging my children to clean up after themselves, giving my children worthwhile life experiences. \u00a0All the things I did as a preschool teacher, that I got paid for, I do now for free. \u00a0Plus I have about a thousand other things that I&#8217;m responsible for (did I mention the THREE other small\u00a0humans\u00a0that are literally my life?)<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s not that I&#8217;m complaining, or asking for pity.\u00a0 It&#8217;s not that I&#8217;m expecting anyone to do anything.\u00a0 I just want to be able to blame things on <em>just <\/em>being a mommy without feeling like a failure or like an unappreciative, whiney and lazy SAHM.\u00a0 When I say I&#8217;m tired I don&#8217;t want the response &#8220;of course you are, you&#8217;re pregnant.\u00a0 <em>Plus<\/em> you have three other kids.&#8221;\u00a0 I don&#8217;t want my out-of-belly kids to be the plus, I just want people to realize that they are <em>enough<\/em> on their own.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/being-a-mom-is-enough.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-8702\" src=\"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/being-a-mom-is-enough.png\" alt=\"being a mom is enough\" width=\"960\" height=\"960\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/being-a-mom-is-enough.png 960w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/being-a-mom-is-enough-300x300.png 300w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/being-a-mom-is-enough-100x100.png 100w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/being-a-mom-is-enough-600x600.png 600w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/being-a-mom-is-enough-250x250.png 250w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/being-a-mom-is-enough-115x115.png 115w, https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/06\/being-a-mom-is-enough-390x390.png 390w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 960px) 100vw, 960px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Everyone wants to know these days how I&#8217;m feeling. \u00a0My budding baby belly prompts assumptions or curiosities about my physical well-being.(And trust me, people only ask because I&#8217;m pregnant), I usually say &#8220;just tired.&#8221; \u00a0I constantly use this human I&#8217;m growing as justification for being fatigued. \u00a0I blame my short comings and failures in life [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":8702,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,388],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8529","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-a-mommys-life","category-the-pregnant-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8529","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8529"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8529\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8704,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8529\/revisions\/8704"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/8702"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8529"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8529"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beyondmommying.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8529"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}