I don’t typically participate in the #TBT posts on social media but this Thursday I find myself being pretty nostalgic so I thought why not?
So this throwback Thursday is in honor of a chubbier, baby-growing, naive, pregnant mama-to-be, me. It is so hard to believe that it has been almost 2 years since I was pregnant?!
Sometimes I feel like I should still be allowed to use the “sorry I just had a baby” excuse to explain the condition of my house or the fact that I haven’t gotten out of my pjs yet and it’s past noon.
I can recall being pregnant and spending countless hours daydreaming about being a mom. Thinking about the delivery of our little bundle (which I imagined would be blissfully easy and show my womanly power of course). I dreamt of cuddling my tiny baby (with me fully rested, with combed hair, a clean house, and jeans on…duh).
The days were filled with tummy rubbing, wondering what the baby would look like and all sorts of nesting. I was certain that my over the top organization would mean I could just bring a baby into the house and everything would run smoothly. After all, everything had a home and dang-it I had deep cleaned even the baseboards!
Well some of my hopes became a reality, I did spend 50 hours enduring crazy pain to bring that squish into the world so I certainly claim my womanly power, but nothing for 50 hours is ever blissful, especially not trying to push out a child with a 99% head!
And boy did I ever (and still do) cuddle my little man! I am blessed that he is a mama’s boy and that he loves cuddling. But most of the time I am not fully rested, my hair is in a messy bun, the house is mostly clean, and chances are I am in some sort of yoga or athletic-inspired clothing.
Motherhood hasn’t been the catalog perfect image I had in my head but my sticky child loves me and seems to love life and my husband tolerates the never-ending yoga pants and the occasional takeout so really I am living the good life. Happy Thursday friends!!