How Will You Remember the Early Days of Motherhood?

by ParentCo. December 19, 2016

Young mother holding her newborn son in bed

“I just don’t want to look back on this time as the Dark Ages,” I told my good friend’s wife last fall. A large group of my college classmates and our kids were visiting a traveling farm.

She sighed, “You probably will.”

This was the hardest thing for me to hear. My son was eight months old at the time, and my daughter was almost three. I was flying solo for that trip because my husband was away for business, and I was a mess. Overwhelmed and exhausted, barely speaking coherent sentences. Trying to manage a willful toddler and a cranky baby.

Out with my classmates, I could barely even remember us all getting our MBAs. Only six years had passed but it felt like an eternity. Motherhood had changed everything.

As my son now approaches two, and my daughter four, things are so much better. She has improved both socially and emotionally, and she is much more willing to follow instructions and get along. My son is finally crying less, and trying to communicate his needs with words. We’ve settled into a workable routine.

But those words are still echoing through my mind. In five years or 10 years, am I still going to be plagued by the difficulty of these early years with my son? Am I going to feel like it was the worst time of my life? Am I going to carry the weight of this deep guilt for falling apart at such a precious time?

I think I easily could. But I don’t want to. I don’t want the film of negativity to color what I remember about my babies’ youngest years. Yes, I will probably always know that it was hard for both my husband and me – an early babyhood gauntlet.

But there's been so much more that I have to work to bring to mind. I'm reminded when I go through pictures of all the fun times we’ve had together. Going to the zoo and feeding the giraffes. Going to the beach and building sand castles. My husband and I taking them to swim classes together.

Or painting with water colors outside when it was warm.

Or running around in the rain and splashing in puddles.

Or when I bundled them up to go play outside in the snow and they had so much fun that they barely felt the cold.

What about reading to them every single night? And how I slowed down to read at their pace, patiently answered questions, and engaged in endless side stories.

What about all of the conversations we’ve had? About silly things and serious things and everything in between. And poop, lots of poop.

What about the times I chased them around the kitchen island until we were all dizzy and they were squealing with delight? I can still hear their infectious laughter.

What about the late night and early morning snuggles? When I found their perfect tickle spots or blew raspberries on their sweet, soft bellies.

And the nursing? I am fond of the time I spent nursing my babies. Dutifully waking through the night to feed them, or before the dawn when they began to sleep longer.

So no, I will not call it the Dark Ages. That is not the right way to remember this season. I will not add stack upon stack of guilt to weigh down the beauty of my babies’ childhood. Yes, it was hard. Yes, I have cried out of frustration and exhaustion.

But I’ve been a mom, a good mom. With a big heart, and lots of love. For every correction, I'v offered double the amount of warmth and praise. For every difficult time, we had double the exploration and wonder.

I'll remind myself of the goodness, the sweetness, and the simplest joys. I'll let the sleepless nights and the tantrums slip away. I'll engrave the good memories onto my heart, and remember them always.



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