I love my children. I do, I promise….but if one more person tells me how beautiful motherhood is, I’m going to scream. Every time I open my Facebook at the moment, I am bombarded with mothers who are so perfect, so calm and so serene…..
Sorry Lovely Ladies, I see through that.
I too, am grateful for my children. I too believe that I am truly blessed to have my two amazing kidlets. But tonight, I opened up yet another Facebook article and read…...and laughed. This article was all about how this woman has no desire to ever get back to her pre baby weight, as all that beautiful weight reminds her of how lucky she is to be a mum. How everytime she gazes lovingly down at her stretched little pouch tummy, she is reminded of how blessed she is and how much her life has been enriched by the presence of her four children. The accompanying photo is of her and her four children laying in the grass, complete with Instagram filter to haze them over and make them look like they are lying in the fields of heaven. They are all smiling and laughing and looking into each other’s eyes with adoration. OH PUH - LEASE! I was one of four....I've seen behind the scenes!
Then there was a reaction to Em Rusciano’s latest blog article - in which Rusciano wrote about how being a stay at home mum can SOMETIMES suck. This woman’s reaction article went on about how being a SAHM is the most beautiful experience she has ever had. How she appreciates and loves every moment.
I would like to say something and I would like to say it LOUD and CLEAR!
Stating that motherhood is hard, does NOT make you a bad mummy. Stating that you have had days where you wish you could...not actually, let’s be honest…..where you just did let them sit on Minecraft for a couple of hours so you could just get shit done does NOT make you a bad mummy!
And you know what…..call me selfish, vain or unappreciative….but I would love to have my flat pre baby tummy back. I would love to have the time to go to the gym or cook all organic, gluten free, vegan, paleo quinoa salad. I would love to actually have the energy to wake at 5 to do yoga on the back deck instead of waking at 5 to nightmares, drink requests or 7 year olds sneaking the iPad from my bed side table.
But I don’t and I can’t.
Do I regret having kids….God no! I love them and my hubby more than I ever thought I could possibly love anyone.
But is it hard…..God yes!
Is it tiring….Is that even a question?!
Do I ever wish I could get away…..on my own? Judge me...but yes, I do!
Would I change my life? Not a chance…..but I’m also not going to sit here fluffing over how draining it can be and pretending that my life is a series of highlights and positive thoughts.
Motherhood is hard and it doesn’t help anyone to pretend otherwise.