Welcome to my new blog! It took a little longer than I expected, but it’s ready now, and I hope you like it.
Thanks to everyone who sent in blog name suggestions. I got a lot of good suggestions, and several that gave me a good laugh. I appreciate it! Turns out though, that I came up with the name on my own. Who would have thought it possible?
Now, about the new blog. Before anyone that knows me calls me out, I was never “cool”. Hardly. But on the scale of Coolness, I definitely ranked higher pre-kid than I do post-kid. Can any other moms relate?
-The sleep deprivation that turns you into a character out of The Walking Dead? Not cool. (I’ve never actually seen the show, but I imagine new moms are even more terrifying than flesh-eating zombies.)
-The yoga pants that become acceptable day-wear? Not cool. But hey, they’re the only thing that fits.
-The jumbo diaper bag that’s replaced all your chic handbags? Not cool. Even if it’s designer, it’s still a diaper bag.
-The spit-up in your hair? Not cool. Oh, and when was the last time you washed your hair? You can’t remember? Me either.
-The wasted hours spent browsing Pinterest in the quest to become the perfect mom? Non cool.
-The peanut butter smeared all over your clothes? And everything else? Not cool.
-The minivan? *Shudder* So very not cool.
Much of this blog is about how my expectations of motherhood were stupendously off. I thought I could retain – if not my coolness – my pre-mom attitudes and appearances. That I would effortlessly transition from a fun, fashion and fitness-loving, jet-setting childless woman into a fun, fashion and fitness-loving, jet-setting mom. And while I strive to maintain my former sense of self as a mom, it certainly manifests itself in different ways. In my personal favorite post, The Christian Bale Scale, I wrote: “I always thought I’d be that mom that everyone hates because she always looks put-together: cute outfit, coiffed hair, bright-eyed. But no. Sadly I’m the hater, not the hatee.” Everything I thought I’d be as a mom, not to mention everything I thought my child would be, was comically wrong. I can’t tell you how many times I swore I would never, NEVER own a minivan. But alas…
Of course, in the big scheme of things, yoga pants and minivans register pretty minutely in importance. Becoming a mother was the best thing that ever happened to me, and I love my daughter more than words can express. She surprises me and challenges me every day. As I am about to celebrate my her 2nd birthday (with a perfect, Pinterest-inspired party, natch), I marvel at how much I’ve learned and changed in those two short years. And here’s where I write about it. There’s a lot of frustration and a lot of tedium – especially with a husband who is gone about half the year – but there is a lot more joy and laughter. I hope to find the humor in the everyday things that can sometimes bog us down. Because when you’re driving a minivan, wearing slippers because you forgot to put your shoes on, hair a mess, wearing a shirt that probably has baby poop on it, child throwing Cheerios at you from the backseat, what else can you do but laugh?
I now have a Facebook Page that you can “Like” to get blog updates. If you like the blog, please “Like” the page! You can find it here.
I’ve also joined Twitter (scary thought), and you can follow me here.
Lastly, if you followed nonommom.com, you’ll need to re-follow me from this page. Scroll up to the top of this page, check out the “Follow Me” icons at the top of the sidebar, and click the RSS feed. That should get you set up to begin getting my posts again.
And I am always grateful to those who pass along this blog to others. Thanks for sharing!
If you’re new to this blog and want to get a sense of what I write, here are a few of my favorite posts. Hope you enjoy!