So anyway, I just gave birth to my daughter Kasey 3 months ago. She has been the joy and sunshine of our lives since then. She came out very healthy and beautiful and 95% of my friends and relatives say that she looks very much like the baby version of her dad (which I am very much in denial of because, of course, I am jealous and I wanted her to look like me more!). But the resemblance is so uncanny, there is only room for acceptance. Well, seriously, I am not disappointed that she doesn't look a lot like me, why would I be when she is the most beautiful baby girl I have laid eyes upon? She has the ability to make anyone smile only with her presence and brighten one's day with a smile. Plainly, she is just bliss here on earth.
With all honesty however, motherhood is not all the time Hallmark moments. My rants are inspired all the way back by my pregnancy. The hard truth is that at times, it is painful, messy, frustrating and just plain difficult. Sometimes. Most of the time. You would really have to stretch yourself out to constantly try harder at what seems to be like a professional occupation called being a parent. Bosses, (experienced moms) my mom included, would often scold me for the blunders I unintentionally but repeatedly do then wonder if I would ever be as good as the pro that they are. These mistakes include the schedule of feeding, changing nappies and clothes, trimming the baby's nails, forgetting to pack essentials for travelling etc.. the list goes on. And to add more to this frustration is that you get hit by depression really bad. Well personally, I have been depressed for reasons like I feel that other people have been going on with their lives accomplishing this and that and I'm here stuck at home wiping my baby's butt.
But that's just me at my worst days. Everyone has a different kind of reaction and level of tolerance when it comes to parenting. I do not mean to reflect myself as an unhappy parent because I am totally very thankful for having my baby for she is my sun and stars (Mother of Dragons?). This hard truth is just as inevitable as pushing your baby out to the world. It will always come side by side with the happiness this little human being will give you. I learned that you just have to accept that things are not always sunshine and rainbows in raising a child and that like any other career, you should always try your best to become better.
As I end this, I look at my baby. Sleeping. So serene. All the pain, frustrations and depression fade away and my world is once again euphoric as I stare at her beauty.
But that's just me at my worst days. Everyone has a different kind of reaction and level of tolerance when it comes to parenting. I do not mean to reflect myself as an unhappy parent because I am totally very thankful for having my baby for she is my sun and stars (Mother of Dragons?). This hard truth is just as inevitable as pushing your baby out to the world. It will always come side by side with the happiness this little human being will give you. I learned that you just have to accept that things are not always sunshine and rainbows in raising a child and that like any other career, you should always try your best to become better.
As I end this, I look at my baby. Sleeping. So serene. All the pain, frustrations and depression fade away and my world is once again euphoric as I stare at her beauty.
