I am tired.
The load of motherhood is becoming overwhelming. As a second time mom, I thought that things would be easier this time around-but I was wrong.
I’m drowning in mom guilt, anxiety, & postpartum rage. And the constant lack of sleep is making everything so much worse. When I combine the state of my mental health & lack of sleep with the daily load of being a staying at home mom, I often wonder how I remain sane.
How does a mother keep her shit together while the odds are stacked against her?
She does it out of necessity because she has to.
Most days I don’t want to wake up at 5 AM after breastfeeding a co-sleeping baby throughout the night, but I do it because it has to be done.
Nor do I want to wipe my kiddos’ asses before I eat breakfast, but someone has to deal with the shit.
No one is going to swing through my window and save the day.
No one is going to wave a magic wand and grant my three wishes.
And no one is going to help me when I actually need to be helped.
Sure, my village offers to help but realistically the help never arrives when I need it most because we’re all trying to live our lives.
Now don’t get it twisted. I love being a mother but that doesn’t mean that I love every part of it. Some moments are great. Some moments are shit. Some days I’m happy. Some days I’m pissed.
My journey through motherhood is undoubtedly one of the hardest, if not the hardest, ventures I’ve ever embarked on.
The road is bumpy and riddled with cracks. I hardly ever know where I’m going, because the pathway is covered in a dense fog that never lifts. And I’m often scared to take the road less traveled because the signs say “beware”.
And that is why mothers are strong. We are not strong because we choose to be, we are strong because we are made to be.
We are forced to walk a broken road, alone with a set of directions that leads us towards false expectations for what a “good mom” looks like.
We’re told to stay in line, know your place. Wear the uniform.
I’m here to give you your human rights back. Im here to give you the option to choose to be strong because you want to, not because you have to.
I’m here to tell you that there’s another way. That path I mentioned above, with the sign marked “beware”-that is the road you should take.
You shouldn’t fall in line & obey the rules of society because those standards are dated. They’re connected to a past that’s rooted in sexism, and helps maintain the fire that fuels the patriarchy and oppresses women.
Instead, you should join me and thousands of other bold, modern day mothers and take the road less traveled.
Together we’ll burn the broken road and pave a new one. A road that leads to the true definition of what a “good mom” looks like.
Are you ready?
Let’s start now!
What does “good mom” mean to you? Share in the comments.