I have been a mother for 14 years and 4 months to the day. Fourteen years! That’s a heck of a long time when you sit down and think about it.
In fourteen years, I have watched myself evolve into the woman I am today. Today’s me is older, wiser, funnier, grumpier, happier, dorkier, cooler, sillier, smarter and more fashionable. My teenager would beg to differ on everything except grumpier but don’t you go listening to what she says.
I started to think about who I was and what I was like before I became a mom and it put a whole lot of “life” into perspective for me. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss anything of my life before marriage and kids. Who wouldn’t miss sleeping? Duh. That’s a no-brainer.
I do miss time for myself. I do miss getting up and going out at the drop of a hat. I do miss my nights out with girlfriends and the hubby. I especially miss my pre-baby body. Who doesn’t miss that, right? Ahem. You better say yes.
Before I was a mom …
I slept in until at least 9am if I wasn’t scheduled to be at work. As a teenager, I could sleep in until noon. Kind of like what my 14 year-old does now. Who’s jealous? Darn right I am!
I took my time getting ready in the bathroom. I would come out of that bathroom looking smashing in every possible way. My toes and fingernails were always manicured and painted. Now I’m lucky if I get to wash my face and brush my teeth. Hello ponytail!
I spent a lot more money on clothes, shoes and product. Yes, husband – way more than I do now. I needed to look good. Had to keep the boyfriend
hubby interested. You know how that goes, girls. Now I realize how dumb I was. Hubby tells me I look the cutest when I awake in the morning as opposed to when I get all done up. Go figure. He’s such a liar.
I went out every weekend with my girlfriends. We went dancing. We dined. We went to see movies. We organized weekend trips to fun places. We laughed. We drank. We made lots of memories. Now, a good time encompasses getting the kids to bed on time so hubby and I can watch a full movie on Netflix. Good times!
hubby and I would rent movies and stay in for date nights. How dumb were we? Had we known then what we know now, we would have saved all of our “staying in to watch a movie night” for after we became parents. Oh what I’d do to have willing babysitters so hubby and I can have date night regularly now 😛 Hint, hint Grandma and Grandpa.
My place was always tidy and organized. Everything was in it’s place. I only had myself to clean up after. I was a neat person. Cleaning up after myself was easy. Now, I clean up after 3 kids
and a hubby. Nothing gets put back into it’s place and my house looks like a disaster no matter how often I clean it. A maid would be nice.
I could eat whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted and I didn’t gain a pound. Girlfriends would tell my how lucky I was to be thin and be able to eat burgers and fries as often as I liked. Well girlfriends, that is no longer the case. Becoming a mother has beautifully transformed my body so that it no longer recognizes itself. On the bright side, I finally fully developed and now I have what I complained I didn’t have in high school and they are real. Those who know me well, know exactly what I’m talking about.
TMI, I know.
Giving up my sleep, time to myself, money spent on clothes, weekends out with girlfriends and the hubby, a clean house and my pre-baby body is a huge price to pay for becoming a mother. Truth is, I’d do it all over again if given a do-over.
My life would be lacking without the whining, complaining, interrupting, fighting and demanding that goes on in my house.
Truly, I could never live without my girls.
They are the vanilla in my morning latte.
Before I was a mom, I was just a girl.
Now I’m the world to 3.
Okay, maybe two. The teenager is questionable.