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Wednesday, May 5, 2010

A Day in the Life of a Momma: Imagined vs. Reality

When I was preggers I had this picture in my mind of just how wonderful and magical a day in the life of a momma would be. 

I envisioned a day full of cuddling, giggling, reading in the park, shopping...

Here's how I imagined a typical day to go:

My Little Angel {don't be fooled--scroll down, you'll see}

7:30 a.m. Baby W begins to coo in his crib ready for mommy to come get him.  He gives me a sleepy smile as I walk in and scoop him up. 

7:35 a.m. Baby W gets in bed with mommy and daddy and snuggles himself back to sleep for another hour allowing me time to get my beauty-sleep.

8:35 a.m. Baby W is awake and ready to enjoy a nutritious and well-balanced breakfast of rice cereal and bananas. 

9:35 to 10: 15 Baby W joins Momma as we go on a rejuvenating 3 mile run, followed by 100 push ups and 100 sit ups while the little guy watches from his cool jogging stroller {because I won't be a momma who let's herself go}.

Because my abs WILL look like Jessica Albas did
6 weeks after having a baby* hmpff*
10:15 to Noon: The next few hours are spent dressing Baby W in an adorable outfit, heading over to a local shopping center and casually perusing through our favorite stores {namely Nordstrom's, Gap and Old Navy} while strangers stop to admire my smiling and patient baby.  I am dressed in my most super cute hot-momma outfit with my coordinating diaper bag and stroller.  Teenage girls are looking at me thinking, "When I grow up I want to be a momma like her"--because I make this look good {that's how I imagined it anyway}.

Because I will ALWAYS look this 'put together' and super hot even as a mom
{thx for setting the bar Jessica Alba}

Noon to 4:00 p.m. Baby W enjoys a lovely lunch with his Momma and then falls into a peaceful sleep in his car seat while I head to the grocery store to pick up some things for the gourmet meal I'll be cooking later that night.  Lil W continues to snooze while I shop, unload the groceries and prepare the meal. 

4:00 to 7:00 p.m. The little guy wakes up from his nap just after I slip my rotisserie chicken into the oven, what perfect timing.  I scoop him up and feed him a bottle as we look into each others eyes and cuddle on the couch. After his bottle I set him in his play pen where he proceeds to entertain himself for the next hour while I finish preparing dinner and sit down to enjoy it with the hubby.  After dinner, Daddy and Lil W head off to bath time and feetsie pajama time.  Daddy then sits with Baby W in his cushy rocking chair and reads him his favorite books until he begins to yawn, ready for bedtime.  Mommy and Daddy smooch him goodnight, tuck him in his crib and shut his door as he puts himself to sleep until 7:30 the next morning {because my child will sleep through the night}.

7:00 to 10:00 p.m. Mommy and Daddy head out to the living room to cuddle and watch Glee while sharing a bowl of popcorn. 

{How glorious is life as this momma, huh}

And now for the reality:

{Picture taken during the Week of Curious Crawling}

5:45 a.m. Lil W begins to cry from his crib as I stumble into his room in a futile attempt to get him back to sleep.  Baby W has decided he will be getting up for the day--even though it's still pitch dark outside.

5:45 to 6:30 a.m. I head out to the living room, put the little guy in his hi-chair and doze off on the couch while Lil W giggles loudly at his Baby Einstein DVD and throws his pile of puffs all over the floor.  I realize I have dozed off as a puff hits my face and I open my eyes to a baby who wants out of his hi-chair.

6:30 to 9:30 a.m. Baby W gets more breakfast in his lap, in my hair and on the floor than he does in his mouth. Eat the nutritious rice cereal...not a chance--Baby W will only consume his three favorite mashed fruits {bananas, apples and pears}. He then gets his first of many daily baths and I wrestle his wriggling body into a new diaper and clean outfit.  I set him in his play pen so I can hurry to brush my teeth and put on a baseball cap.  While I am throwing my hair in a pony tail I realize the room is unusually quiet.  I check on Baby W and see that somehow his diaper is off and he is sitting in a puddle of his own pee. Small obstacle, I reassure myself as I pick him up to clean him...but wait, whats that smell--yes, there is also poop all over his bum and back and hands and play pen.  So we're off to our second bath of the day.

9:30 to 10:30 Baby W is dressed in his 2nd outfit and I am wearing my work out clothes--not because I will be going on a run, but because they are the only thing that's clean {and let's face it, they're comfortable}. I pack up the diaper bag with all the necessary snacks, bottles, diapers, toys, etc {it weighs about 30 pounds} and we head off to a fun day at the mall. 

10:30 to Noon We arrive at the mall and I load up the stroller with all the baby paraphernalia. Baby W reluctantly lets me strap him into the stroller and I take a deep breath as we enter Nordstrom's {ahhhh, finally}. I arrive at the fabulous shoe sale rack and take a quick look at Lil W and see that he is missing one of his shoes. I spend the next 30 minutes retracing my steps in search of the missing shoe--turns out it was back in the car where Lil W removed it on the drive over. And now it's baby lunch time.

And now I feel like ths mom:

{photo courtesy of Parent Connect}

Noon to 4:00 Baby W decides he would rather have my slice of pizza than his mashed sweet potatoes and he also doesn't want to be at the mall or in his stroller anymore.  Somehow I manage to push the stroller and carry my 20 pound baby, my 30 pound diaper bag and my boxed up lunch {that I never got a chance to eat} back to the car--meanwhile, teenagers are pointing at me {and not for the reasons I imagined while pregnant}.  We head to the market to pick up groceries for dinner and due to a baby who has yet to nap, we end up leaving with only diet cherry pepsi in our cart {not what I had in mind for dinner, but certainly a necessity}.  We drive home and the little guy falls asleep just as I pull into the driveway--perfect. I finagle him out of his car seat and manage to slip him into his crib for a late nap.

4:20 to 7:00 Twenty minutes later Baby W is standing up in his crib letting me know he's awake and ready to play; so we enjoy some quality time with his toys and a trip to the park.  An hour later I am getting Lil W's dinner ready when Daddy gets home from work wondering what the adults will be having for dinner {oh yeah, I was supposed to cook something, wasn't I?}.  I head out to Taco Bell for a Mexican Pizza, Crunch Wrap and crunchy tacos while the hubby takes over on baby dinner and bath time duty.

7:00 to 9:00  I get home and the hubby and I take turns eating Taco Bell and watching the baby {enjoy a home cooked meal together, Ha!}.  Baby W yawns--our signal that he's ready for bed.  So, at 7:30, we tuck the little guy in and head out to the couch for some hubby-wifey time.  At 7:35 Baby W lets us know he has other plans for our evening.  Three attempts later, the little guy is finally asleep at 8:45.  Exhausted, Mommy and Daddy collapse onto the couch.  Mommy finishes her last crunchy soggy taco and boots up the computer for some "me time" {translation: blogging time}.  The hubby is half asleep on the other couch as our eyes meet and we share a slight nod acknowledging our shared exhaustion...and our shared happiness.

Because at the end of the day {8 diapers, 3 outfits, 1 missing shoe, 2 cold take out meals, 3 baths and 0 naps later} this little guy is our entire world, and no amount of exhaustion can change that.  No amount of exhaustion can compare to hearing him say momma as he wraps his arms around my neck, to holding him close after his first yucky trip to the hospital, to watching him grow and discover the things this world has in store for him, to looking at his precious little face and realizing he has shown to me a kind of love I never knew possible.

So, as I frequently say:

All in all--totally worth it!

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At May 5, 2010 at 1:16 AM , Blogger JT said...

Glorious - you described it oh so well. I guess if you knew upfront what you are in for with a baby you would think twice...but in the end, as you said, all so totally worth it : )

At May 5, 2010 at 1:23 AM , Blogger Dannelle said...

Wow. This sounds JUST like I wrote it. When I was pregnant, I wasn't jaded, but I thought J.R. would have a schedule. He'd get up at the same time, eat at the same time, bathe at the same time. Boy, was I wrong. We have NEVER been able to get him on a schedule. He sleeps when he wants, eats when he wants, and won't leave my side, BUT he sleeps through the night.

He's a momma's boy, through and through. Most things, except, like, showers, Daddy just can't do. But I love my lil' man. He does what he wants, but at the same time, at least when he comes and curls up with his head in my lap to watch a movie, it's because he wants to. Lol.

Oh, and, Ashley... Lil W is so. stinkin'. cute! I just want to snuggle him!! Lol. Beautiful boy, mama!

At May 5, 2010 at 5:04 AM , Blogger Amy said...

That sounds like my life some days? It still happens and my daughter will be 4 yrs old in June! {ME} time is what I need to get in a better habit of making! I always put everyone else first then whatever is left is for me! Which some days there is nothing left & I'm too tired and end up in bed. Definitely, one thing I still struggle with! Great post and you made me laugh reading it! But yes, totally worth it and so rewarding when your little one walks up and hugs you and says I love you!

At May 5, 2010 at 5:07 AM , Blogger Raige Creations said...

Well said, and so true! mine are teens and tweens now, so reading this brings back (mostly) good memories of many many days like your reality version. Enjoy!

At May 5, 2010 at 6:22 AM , Blogger Michele {The Scrap Shoppe} said...

I love this post! (And I especially love your "reality" picture - so funny!) You have hit the nail on the head for every momma out there. Its hard work raising a baby, but totally worth it. :)

At May 5, 2010 at 7:32 AM , Blogger Love Stitched said...

LOL I can totally just picture it!! and the best part is I MISS YOU GUYS I used to be apart of that daily favorite day was when you scooped up LIL W and walked off (on what my second visit to your house) only for me to trail behind 10 min later with you bathing him...ahhh true friendship right there! ;) LOVE YA GUYS!

At May 5, 2010 at 8:26 AM , Blogger ~*Jess*~ said...

That is hilarious. I love it and it's so true! Awesome job Ashley.

At May 5, 2010 at 8:29 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Love todays post about Lil W

At May 5, 2010 at 10:06 AM , Anonymous Theresa said...

Totally worth it -- I agree! Thanks for the note at 8busyfeet :)

At May 5, 2010 at 11:17 AM , Blogger Kristyn said...

Ah... to have a finicky baby. I feel you. I remember talking to you about how our kids would eat anything and we were all into feeding them healthy and now you just hand over your slice of pizza. What else can you do. Here's to no more dinners or quiet evenings with our husbands! Horray for Motherhood!

At May 5, 2010 at 11:51 AM , Blogger Bloomin' Bitties said...

What? No throwing your hair into a Mombrero????

At May 5, 2010 at 9:01 PM , Blogger Delia said...

I feel that way at dinner time too! Mommyhood is so beautiful...and stressful. I agree.

Thank you for your kind comment. You are so sweet.

At May 6, 2010 at 6:07 AM , Blogger Ashley said...

Just started following your blog. This post is hilarious! I look forward to reading more =)

At May 6, 2010 at 11:55 AM , Blogger Lane said...

I LOVE this post! I can't tell you how many times I have looked at my husband and said, "This isn't how I pictured it at all!" There are some parts that are so much worse than I ever imagined them (it's just the truth) but I love my little girl than I could have imagined.

At May 6, 2010 at 2:10 PM , Blogger beingzaraandzidan said...

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At May 6, 2010 at 5:10 PM , Blogger devonaz said...

Great post,,,and dont tell my you got rid of your convertable VW bug,,because if you say yes I will cry...that is my most favorite car and color...but Baby W is adorable..and makes me smile...have a great mommy's day..

At May 7, 2010 at 1:13 AM , Blogger Bird said...

It's official I loove your blog and am following! :)

Thanks for your sweet comment over at Bird Crafts!

Have a great weekend,

At May 7, 2010 at 6:00 AM , Anonymous Courtney said...

I love this! It describes every day of my life perfectly!

At May 22, 2010 at 8:44 AM , Blogger Michelle said...

I just found your blog last night and am glad that I did!! I love this article, as a mom of 2 sets of twins I can definitely relate!! I look forward to following your blog!

At October 25, 2010 at 3:02 PM , Blogger LilBuckarooDesigns said...

I could not have written this any better if I wrote it myself. You nailed it sister! What I THOUGHT it would be like and what reality is are completely different, but SO worth it!! Love your honesty!!

At November 9, 2010 at 11:33 PM , Blogger Salena Lee said...

Oh my goodness!! I laughed so hard when I read this! This is totally me and my baby (who is number 6 by the way). :) Yes, funny to read but in reality, very challenging. But wouldn't give it up for anything. :)

At November 12, 2010 at 4:28 PM , Blogger Bethany said...

LOL, omgosh, I love this. I'm 28 years old and I haven't had my first child yet, but I swear the FIRST scenerio you describe is seriously what my sister and I imagine it'd be like to be moms. We chat about how we would go shopping together with our babies, do crafts, go for walks, all that. Why do we think this? Because SAHM's have the BEST craft blogs, it's a phenomenom that never fails! I don't know how. I think when people become moms they get super-strength, super-organization and super-awesomeness at everything! :) hehe I love your blog a ton.

At March 6, 2011 at 2:36 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love this blog so much! I love how open and honest you are about EVERYTHING. Everything I read gives me relief that I am not alone in my odd little quirks. This post gives me a reality check about being a mother. I am so grateful that you're so straightforward about it. I want to be a mother like you!

At May 4, 2011 at 5:32 AM , Blogger Wani said...

I don't think my abs have EVER looked like Jessica Alba's!! :-(

At June 27, 2011 at 5:16 AM , Blogger Jamie said...

Agreed. But being a Mom is totally worth it!


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