Tuesday, March 1, 2011

At Book Club

Amid discussion of Precious and Tosh.0 and Charlie Sheen, talk turned to motherhood, as it always does, and specifically to the wonderful, horrible first few weeks of new motherhood - to that moment when each of us realized things were somehow never going to be the same again.

General consensus of the group can be summed up as follows:

1.  Nobody tells you how HARD it's going to be.  Nobody.

2.  Nobody gets right in your face during those first, hard weeks and promises you that it's going to get better.

After I told the group about one memory I have of a night when Jason had gone out with co-workers while I was up every two hours, rocking Annie in the chair and nursing her, crying because my life had disappeared, another woman asked me, "What are you going to tell your girls someday, when they're thinking about having kids?"

"The truth," I said. The whole, wonderful, horrible truth.  Isn't that what this blog is all about?

1 comment:

  1. I am so, so grateful for the Internet. I feel like it's given me some smidgen of understanding of what to expect, and assured me that it's OK--normal--to not feel like parenthood is all kittens and rainbows all the time.