I used to love kids.Since forever. Cute little babies with those chubby little red cheeks.I wanted to eat them up.Any social gathering in the family or friends would end up me being with somebody’s baby.Leave alone family,I was one of those people who would end up playing with a strangers baby too . Embarrassing everybody around and with me. Anyway!!
you’ll get a lesson when u have your own kids, said random aunties around me.its easy playing with someone else baby . Making me think oh it’s not that big of a deal I was definitely wrong .
Before I became a mommy.Weekend morning’s were a specific” no disturb mode”,not that I used to work on weekdays but generally let’s go with the flow.Sunday was specifically meant for going out,shopping,dinner. I could easily shop without trying new stuff.Over confidence u see. Not that I lost this after the baby bug was here. In fact I did or rather tried doing the same and failed miserably only to realize I had to try each and every piece of clothing I buy now.I literally had to check and try each cloth i buy like 20 times so that i don’t have to come back to get it exchanged.
I was like wwhhhaaatttt . But yes.”Reality check”.When reality hits,it hits hard.Now i know.
Weekends were no longer weekends, rather more tiring because there was an evil voice inside my head that said ‘Oh, its weekend your still home,oh i m sorry ur a mom. I used to hate myself.
The word transition made much more sense now. I never knew I could adjust so much and change my routine completely.And even after feeling like a zombie I could have the most presentable face. That’s all about being a mommy I guess.
All said. I love how my house is full of giggles and laughter and baby clothes and toys here and their None of us are born mothers,we grow on to become mothers.I would any day prefer this more than a clean house. I can today proudly say , I love being a mommy and my Baby bug is the most precious gift life could ever give me.