Over the last few days, I’ve read what feels like hundreds of blog posts.
Taking part in last month’s Digital Parents Blog Carnival meant that I would opportunely acquaint myself with many blogs, some I knew and others I had not heard of.
Some Bloggers pose questions, while others offer opinions. Most posts are versions of reality, but some are far removed from my reality.
It’s these ebbs and flows that make the blogging ride so enjoyable.
You can keep reading, if you want.
Checks and Spots is a blog I came across in the Carnival – one that I look forward to revisiting.
Clare’s post, The One Thing I Wish I Knew About Motherhood asked 16 women what they wish someone had told them, before they set sail as a parent.
At the risk of sounding overconfident, I knew I would be OK with the arrival of baby number one and thankfully, I was blessed with a text book dream baby; he played nice.
It was baby number two who I was worried about.
I was not as self-assured about my sanity with the arrival of my second kid.
There were so many more variables at play.
It wasn’t just me who had to get my act together, there was a 2 year old as well, who might have other plans.
There was Post Natal Depression that I’d heard about first hand, the memory of labour to worry about, another change to the dynamic of the household, my body, my patience…
Experiencing the warm, fuzzy, open-all-hours, newborn baby stage, this time with another little traveler in toe, made me very nervous.
People I spoke to were quite specific about bub number two having turned their world upside down.
But a woman I worked with at the time, Anne, set the record straight.
She listened and empathised and then she gave me her simple philosophy – the best advice I’ve ever been given.
Baby Must Thrive, Mother Must Survive.
According to Anne, it was simple.
All I had to do was take care of my babies and take care of myself.
Feed the baby, play with the older one and rest whenever possible.
Do the housework when I could, cook simply and freeze meals.
Do only what you can.
Attempting what you can’t accomplish is futile.
Just ensure the baby thrives and you survive.
Anne’s words became my mantra for the next two years.
They helped in gaining perspective.
Now I’m a mum of two and a full time employee.
If I am tired, I try to rest.
Sleep is elusive but toys underfoot and mountainous laundry, are not.
So God bless Anne P, the tall blonde from Cronulla, who I briefly worked with, years ago.
I only knew you for a very short time but you gave me the best motherhood advice I’ve been given.
Just paying it forward.
Got any good advice for parents?
Linking up for a very long overdue #IBOT over at Essentially Jess!