When I was pregnant this summer I knew that my life was going to change. I accepted it. I posted on Facebook: “I don’t want to be the kind of person who refuses to let a baby change them, who tries SO HARD to preserve their pre-baby self just to prove something.” And that’s still true, even though I’m adamant about retaining my own identity. But I had no idea how much I would change. Obviously, I knew that I would have more responsibilities. I would have to change diapers, make bottles, comfort a crying baby, etc. But that wasn’t even the beginning.
Here are some of the ways that being a mom has changed me:
I have no filter.
A friend recently wrote an article that, among other things, said this about how mothers talk: “Moms get real. I’m not sure what makes so many of my Mom Friends so blunt. Maybe it’s the experience of childbirth that cured them of shame. Maybe it’s the difference in priorities. But I know I never have to ask them to be honest with me: they already are. They never try to baby me with sugar-coated criticism because they have a baby to coddle at home.”
And it’s very true. I find myself sitting in class and taking the discussion to places most of my classmates are clearly not comfortable with (ex: talking about how the sensations of breastfeeding and sex are similar), but that’s just the way my brain works now.
I have no patience.
Having a child and being in college can make you lose patience with a lot of things and a lot of people. When someone starts talking about how they have an allowance or how they stayed up until four a.m. or how they have a crush but they’re too much of a pansy to do anything about it…I can’t handle it. I do not have the time or energy to deal with that kind of nonsense. I have other, more important priorities in my life.
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