In the past few weeks, I have endured the following:
- Been repeatedly bitten by a teething baby. And, those bites HURT! No, seriously, they do. If you don't believe me, watch this.
- Been scratched. Repeatedly. With trimmed nails that never lose their dagger like sharpness.
- Had my hair pulled out from the roots. I think I'm already half bald. Good thing I wear a Hijab*, I guess.
- Been woken up 1,000 times during the night by a teething baby who just wanted to be held. Yes, as soon as I picked him up, he was sleeping again. I, on the other hand, was not.
- Haven't had a full night sleep (read "a good night") sleep in nine (9) months.
- Woken up to a warm, fuzzy feeling only to realize that the diaper leaked (we co-sleep). On my bed, on my clothes, on my comforter. Oh, how laundry has become my new best friend.
- Have sprinted across the house, out of shower, and out of the bathroom at the sound of a crying baby only to find the baby sound asleep. (Yes, I do own and use a baby monitor but you cannot ignore a mother's intuition.)
All this, coupled with the normal stresses of life, is enough to drive anyone insane. But, in the past 9 months, I have also learned something very peculiar. On the days I'm most irritable, he does the most adorable things.
I would be huffing and puffing around the house, holding onto the last teeny tiny thread of my patience, and he will go and do something so cute that all my frustration and irritability will just vanish!
Like today, he found his way to the kitchen garbage can. This doesn't seem like something awesome or funny but what really made me laugh was how he did it. He had watched me open the can with my foot to throw away some trash yesterday and today as soon as he spotted the little foot-presser thingy, he made a beeline for it from across the living room--crawling UNDER a CHAIR and then plopping on his belly right in front of the can and began pressing the foot-press with his little hand to get it to open! How quickly he learns! That just melted my heart.
Motherhood comes with good, bad, horrible and just down right terrible days but even the most terrible day can be turned around by focusing on the little things. There are no sick days, vacations or paid lunches or even bathroom breaks (although they would be nice) but there are plenty of wet kisses, cuddles, and hugs to make it all worthwhile.
What do you try to focus on to keep yourself sane?
Like today, he found his way to the kitchen garbage can. This doesn't seem like something awesome or funny but what really made me laugh was how he did it. He had watched me open the can with my foot to throw away some trash yesterday and today as soon as he spotted the little foot-presser thingy, he made a beeline for it from across the living room--crawling UNDER a CHAIR and then plopping on his belly right in front of the can and began pressing the foot-press with his little hand to get it to open! How quickly he learns! That just melted my heart.
Motherhood comes with good, bad, horrible and just down right terrible days but even the most terrible day can be turned around by focusing on the little things. There are no sick days, vacations or paid lunches or even bathroom breaks (although they would be nice) but there are plenty of wet kisses, cuddles, and hugs to make it all worthwhile.
What do you try to focus on to keep yourself sane?
*The scarf Muslim women use to cover their hair.
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