There’s so much shit that we stress and panic about as parents. Or maybe not really once you’ve been doing it for several years now… Except I totally do stress and panic.. STILL. I know that its normal to freak out. There’s so much wrong in the world. Cancer, illnesses, and there are those undetected illnesses/diseases. They all suck. And when something happens to your child, you go into lovable and friendly butterfly to a pissed off and protective mama bear.
So many children die either from cancer, prematurity, pneumonia and other diseases, so many children are in hospitals. As if we didn’t have enough to worry about. There’s all the daily stuff that happens in everyday life. “Holy hell, Jimmy just ingested a screw.” And “my daughter just split her lip open” Sooo much crap that they do or happens to them that worries the crap out of us. And we say they’re sending us to our early grave. Its crazy isn’t it? When mothering instincts kick in as you run (you totally feel like you’re never going to be there just in time) towards your child and they’re falling off their bike, or the stairs, or the top of the slide.
Holy effin crap Natalie just jumped from the couch to the floor and hit her head super hard. “Did she get a concussion” is the first thing that pops in my head. “Omgomgomg look at that bump!” I’m screaming to my Husband. “Relax” is all he tells me. Easy for him to say. He didn’t carry her inside HIS womb for nine whole months. Things like that happen all the time, I know I know. I should be used to it. I mean she’s a toddler after all. Is she going to make my heart beat like this every minute and feel like it will beat right out of your chest.
When you’re pregnant, MOST women do everything to avoid any harm to their unborn baby. I mean I totally didn’t fall off the bed when I was sleeping intentionally. You probably had those crazy dreams I had when I was pregnant.. *stop reading if you’re pregnant NOW* you know the ones.. The ones you can thank the lifetime channel and your anxiety too. Would you like for me to remind you? :sigh: The dreams where someone would break in your house/apartment/condo cut your belly open and take your baby. You see? I told you to stop reading. Anyway I would wake up yelling, crying and sweating. It seems that your anxiety goes up a notch once you become pregnant.
From you falling asleep at the most for ten minutes and your toddler making herself a “pretty princess” with a black Sharpie covering her legs, hands, arms, cheeks and lips with it and waking you up panicked. To that big ass swelled up spider bite that omgomgomgomg what kind of spider was it and spending over 100 dollars just for the doctor to tell you its not infected and that she’s just allergic. Well shit, now I have to freak out over any insect bite she gets. To omgomg she just got her foot stuck on the bottom rails of the coffee table and she can’t get out and hyperventilating. To what the hell do I feed her if she doesn’t want to eat today? Is something wrong with her? Oh and my daughter isn’t talking and she’s two years old. Does she need speech therapy? Google doesn’t help much when you’re a panicked mother looking for answers. Have you noticed? Don’t you dare to even google spider bites if your three year old just got bit by an unidentified spider.
My point is that… This is why I blog. This is why I use twitter. To reach out to those mothers googling the same thing I am. Offering a cyber hug. A (picture of a) good drink because they’re just so far away. To talk to other moms. And also… There’s just a sense of relief knowing that someone out there thousands of miles away from you, another mother is going through the same exact same thing. That You are not alone. See… While I’m not totally and completely alone because I have a lot of family… I just can’t talk to anyone about the things that are in my head. I feel judged by them. I feel that I’ll be criticized. That they’ll think I’m a bad mother. That it won’t be confidential.
I constantly get asked why I blog, why I twitter. Why I communicate with people all over the world. With mothers who totally get it. Like in a phone conversation I had earlier today with my gorgeous cousin Diana, she answered my question… She said “sometimes we want an unbiased answer/advice” and that’s my reason. Why I totally love her. Oh and she’s new to the blogging world. So go say hi and give her lots of bloggy love.
What was your first omgomgomg moment that involved your kids? Busting their heads open? Their first concussion?
Pamela
