2 weeks postpartum. (Note: This photo is in no way representative of actual life with a baby.)
The first time I wrote about being a parent was the day after my first child – my son – was born. I didn’t “write” about it, actually: I just posted a series of pictures, because I had no idea what to say about parenthood, having experienced it for all of 12 hours, and was overwhelmed by the idea of saying anything at all, lest what I said turn out to be “wrong” or “not motherly enough” or some such ridiculousness. As I wrote in this post, “To write about my feelings for my baby is to open up conversation about those feelings, and they are so precious and so mine that it would be heartbreaking for me were they to be trivialized or misunderstood.”
I mean, I used to hide pacifiers before taking pictures because I was scared that some unknown Internet Person would yell at me that giving my baby a pacifier was a terrible, horrible thing to do. …Because what did I know? Maybe it was!
(Fact: Pacifiers are tiny little miracles, and if I could still convince my kindergartener and my preschooler to stop screaming by giving them one, I would.)
Six years later – my son will be SIX tomorrow – what I’ve come to realize is that it’s not just “okay” to feel like you don’t know what you’re doing…it’s a pre-requisite for inclusion in the Mom Club. When it comes to parenting, nobody knows what they’re doing (and if they tell you they do, they are either making shit up, a unicorn, or Neil Patrick Harris, who is awesome at everything). Being able to write openly and honestly here about my experiences as a mother and how they’ve changed me in huge, huge ways over the years has been one of the most wonderful byproducts of running this site – and so today, since I’m feeling sentimental, I want to say thank you for letting me do that, and revisit a few of the parenting posts that have meant the most to me over the years.
I love you guys. Thank you for being with me through this crazy, beautiful mess.
(Scroll down past the shameless promotion of my book for the lessons.)